My Mother The Model
My Mother The Model She just lay there as I massaged her naked beasts, squeezing her woman flesh, and tugging on her hard nipples. I was sitting on her stomach at the time, her hands were holding onto my headboard, and she was giving out tiny screams of pleasure with each orgasm. Then she begged me to fuck her. That was where I always woke up… I had been having that same sexual dream every night for the past two weeks…ever since I walked in on my mother in her bathroom. Now my...