Her hips lovingly started to respond to my movements and the vaginal walls tightened in quivering waves around my semen-shooting shaft. Blowjob sex She still just smiled in the same warm, motherly way of caring, though. She grabbed my shoulder before I could disappear. I looked into her big eyes and asked: “Mom, what do you mean?”
“Like this,” she said, pushing my legs and moving me to sit closer to the bed’s edge so my balls hung off the edge. I turned to look at her; she had big eyes, as I already mentioned, and long, flowing auburn hair which curled a bit at the ends. Mom was home already, and her large dark worrying eyes followed me as I rushed through the kitchen. I loved her, and she had expressed her wish to share a moment of passion on my 18th birthday, to go all the way. And you had problems?”
“I screwed everything up from the beginning, and then in the end it just didn’t…work.”
Mother’s large eyes
