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I Saw My Mom's Bush free porn video
In my early teens it was Summertime. I came into the house by the front door. I did not make a lot of noise, and I saw my mom in the back yard hanging clothes. I was about to turn away when she bent over to pick up some clothes from the laundry basket, and I saw her house dress raise up and she wore no panties and flashed her black haired bush at me. She did this over and over, and since no one could see, no one was around (she thought) she paid no mind to how high her dress rode up on her hips.
I was riveted. I kept watching and got a few glimpses of Mom's hairy bush. I got a rise in my Levi's, but dare not masturbate because one of my younger sister's might walk in and catch me. So I continued to crouch down and watch Mom so as not to be seen looking out the window at her.
Then all of a sudden, she bent down, her legs wide apart to accommodate her big belly, stretching to pick up clothes pegs that dropped on the ground. During this struggle, her legs were wide apart, her back was bent more and her cunt lips opened showing me a good patch of pink, in the middle of her hairy bush.
I was too far away to see details, but I knew what the pink was...her pussy. She hung up the remaining few, and I went back to the front door like I was just coming inside. We both said "Hi" and I went to the bathroom, locked the door and masturbated, squirt my load into the sink.
Mom's pussy was the source of inspiration for many Summers, and I hoped to catch glimpses of her in the house as well. So I was vigilant when in the house. I always turned to get a peek if she was bending over. I never saw anything when she was sitting because her house dresses hung so low. So I became stealthy and come into the house kind of sneaky, and sure enough, one day she was in her night gown and bent over and gave me a quick flash while she was in the kitchen.
Only once again I saw her pussy bending over in the kitchen, and I got such a good look I saw that much of the hair, was really dark skin from rubbing. Mom carried a lot of weight, and it was hard for her to bend over without spreading her legs. What ever she dropped was pretty hard to pick up and I got the very best view.
So I continued to watch Mom, she never wore underwear it seems and I can not wonder if she was flashing her eldest son on purpose? One day I was hollering for her and she said she was in the bedroom. As I walked in, there she was bent over and giving me a look at her pussy once more. I walked up close to her, thinking that either she was unaware of her exposure, or wanted her son to see. I wish I could have reached over and fingered her pussy, but I did not think that would ever fly, and there would be physical hell to pay when Dad got home.
The only other times saw her pussy, was when she hung laundry, and never again did I see pink.
As I got older I rummaged through mom's undies drawers and felt them, but never found any soiled ones in the hamper. I realize now that back in the early 60's Mom wore a belt for her menstrual pad, a girdle with clips for her stocking, and around the house she wore no panties under her house dress or moo-moo.
I was riveted. I kept watching and got a few glimpses of Mom's hairy bush. I got a rise in my Levi's, but dare not masturbate because one of my younger sister's might walk in and catch me. So I continued to crouch down and watch Mom so as not to be seen looking out the window at her.
Then all of a sudden, she bent down, her legs wide apart to accommodate her big belly, stretching to pick up clothes pegs that dropped on the ground. During this struggle, her legs were wide apart, her back was bent more and her cunt lips opened showing me a good patch of pink, in the middle of her hairy bush.
I was too far away to see details, but I knew what the pink was...her pussy. She hung up the remaining few, and I went back to the front door like I was just coming inside. We both said "Hi" and I went to the bathroom, locked the door and masturbated, squirt my load into the sink.
Mom's pussy was the source of inspiration for many Summers, and I hoped to catch glimpses of her in the house as well. So I was vigilant when in the house. I always turned to get a peek if she was bending over. I never saw anything when she was sitting because her house dresses hung so low. So I became stealthy and come into the house kind of sneaky, and sure enough, one day she was in her night gown and bent over and gave me a quick flash while she was in the kitchen.
Only once again I saw her pussy bending over in the kitchen, and I got such a good look I saw that much of the hair, was really dark skin from rubbing. Mom carried a lot of weight, and it was hard for her to bend over without spreading her legs. What ever she dropped was pretty hard to pick up and I got the very best view.
So I continued to watch Mom, she never wore underwear it seems and I can not wonder if she was flashing her eldest son on purpose? One day I was hollering for her and she said she was in the bedroom. As I walked in, there she was bent over and giving me a look at her pussy once more. I walked up close to her, thinking that either she was unaware of her exposure, or wanted her son to see. I wish I could have reached over and fingered her pussy, but I did not think that would ever fly, and there would be physical hell to pay when Dad got home.
The only other times saw her pussy, was when she hung laundry, and never again did I see pink.
As I got older I rummaged through mom's undies drawers and felt them, but never found any soiled ones in the hamper. I realize now that back in the early 60's Mom wore a belt for her menstrual pad, a girdle with clips for her stocking, and around the house she wore no panties under her house dress or moo-moo.
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