“Sure Mom. you’re still inside me.”
“Oh, yeah,” Gerald chuckled. Xnxx “Fucking skank!” she yelled. “Hi Gerry, I’m home!” a female voice called out. And then, “Yes… April moaned, closing her eyes and smiling. “And speaking as the man of the house, I like how you aren’t wearing a bra underneath that dress, Mom. Through all of this, Madeline said nothing, only moaning and whimpering as she writhed on the bed, turning her head first one way and then the other, occasionally reaching down to her son’s head to run her fingers through his curly black hair. You’re naked!”
“Well, sure Mom. Her right hand hooked into the neckline of Madeline’s blouse, and as she was dragged off the end of the bed she pulled Madeline with her, ripping open the front of Madeline’s shirt as the two women crashed to the carpeted floor. “Wow!” he breathed, lifting his chest off of her. After a series of repetitions, Gerald’s thrusting and grunting slowed and finally stopped. He moved it around in circles, getting the head slick with her juices. “Gerald, how could you?”
Gerald took another step back from his mother, grinning sheepishly.
