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“You really are mean son of a bitch,” she observed, but gave a satisfied smile as I began to ride her and play with her huge rubbery nipples. Megan sat up on the table, intently watching me and Mom screw with a delightful grin on her face. She was also pinching her own big nipples and sometimes working her clit. She was loving the scene. “At least you won't be telling Dad about me smoking dope or sucking cock now huh Mom.”The room really began to become drenched in the sweet smell of sex, and the sound of slapping skin, as I picked up the pace and really slammed away at Mom. I got my hands on her big clit and worked that cute bud good.“Ohhhh, Ahhhhh. Fuck me you big bastard,” Mom pleaded. She began biting her bottom lip. She then squealed out loud; her spine arched back like a bow and she came big style. I could literally feel her projectile cum, as her pussy juice smeared over both of our upper thighs.I pulled out still rock hard and unspent, leant over, kissed Mom's mouth. She was so beautiful and it was the first time he had seen a real naked woman. Oh, he'd seen plenty of pictures of naked women, but not the real thing. He just couldn't take his eyes off her as he studied every breathtaking detail.Finally he was able to tear his eyes away from her jiggling ass and ran them down her long, shapely legs to her little, round, pink heels.Everything about her was mind-blowing, he deliriously thought as he ran his eyes back up to her wriggling ass. Then, to his amazement he watched her spread her legs apart. As she did, Jamie got a brief glimpse of the fat, puffy, pink lips of her pussy just before the towel appeared between her legs and covered them. He watched on in stunned silence as his mother rubbed the towel over her pussy for several long moments. Then, at last, she moved her legs back together and tossed the towel on her bed. Fearful that he might get caught, Jamie hurriedly tiptoed down to his room and quickly stepped inside. Slamming the door.
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"Aw, I'm sorry. Did you want some attention, too?" She looked at her man's crotch and saw a big bulge had also formed in his jeans. She turned around and sat on my belly, then unfastened his zipper and slid her hand into his pants to play with her boyfriend's member. He, too, was driven to let out a deep moan from the sensation. He bucked his hips at the feeling and his jeans fell to the floor.I could her rump right in front of me, sitting on my belly no less. Her round plump ass was just sitting there, begging to be touched. I let my arousal take over and I caressed her ass.She gasped and looked back at me. There was no mistaking she was horny by the look on her face as I rubbed her plumpness. "Naughty boy," she called me. "You've sure got a dirty buddy," she tolled my friend."She's right," he said. "That's now way to fondle a woman. You've gotta do it the right way." He knelt down and began to unbutton his girl's shirt, and she, herself, undone the fastens on her pants.

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