Total Surrender To Anal Ecstasy

“Go Ahead.”
I reached out and just placed a hand on one Breast. xxx That sounds great!” I could care less about the mess it made, but if that’s the issue that motivated my mother to go from giving me hand jobs to blow jobs, then I was all for it. We just sat on the sofa watching TV half naked for the rest of the evening. She pushed my legs apart and scooted in between them to get closer. The harder and faster we kissed, the harder and faster she seemed to slide her hand up and down my spit-slickened rod. “I’ll need to make it slicker before I really get going” she said. The orgasms my mother had given me were the most intense and pleasurable experiences I had ever had.

Total Surrender To Anal Ecstasy