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The fact I never saw her go out except during the day with her friends didn't help. I just didn't dare to ask her myself. I didn't dare to ask other girls as well for that matter. No, this night, during my height, I didn't think of Bridget. I didn't think of the Natural tits girl in the movie neither. I thought of my mother.......... With automated moves, I got the sheets of the bed nonetheless. I didn't trust them not to be stained. And where in the seven hells did my mother come from this night? How dare she invade my dreams! I never even pictured her during my daydreaming. I never pictured her during my handiwork but tonight was different and somehow I remembered vividly; My mother was on her knees before me looking wantonly to my dick, her big eyes screaming SEMEN to it. In my dream, I grabbed her hair in both my hands and rammed my cock in her throat unloading the same moment I imagined to feel her tongue on my tip mumbling it wasn't supposed to be like this and I agree with the image of my mother rejecting incest. The thoughts of my mother sucking me on the rhythm of my masturbating moves holding her head tightly in my hands resulted into another boner. Apathetically I rubbed my blowjob pants over my doggystyle dick imagining to squeeze my mother's tits with one hand. “NO,” and the daydream broke. I knew I would not succumb to incest, I knew I couldn't.After doing three loads in the washing machine and performing my weekly Sunday chores I decided to drive to town into the mall where I knew the 7-eleven to be open all day on a Sunday and to get ahead on chores this week. I usually do groceries on Tuesday to get all vegetables as fresh as can be but I didn't care for fresh today. I needed to get my Mom out of my head but she didn't want to be evicted. Every time I realized I hadn't thought of her tits for a while, she was back in my head. Every time she was back in my head I didn't say to her to put a signature on a paper or to sign a check for whatever. No. I told her to go to her bedroom and come back into the living room without wearing a bra. If ever I would have the guts to tell her anything like that. In a trance I drove to the mall, more than once wondering how much her tits would fill my hands. Would they spill or would I wish for more? First time ever I drove the Jag sporting a boner and when I needed to adjust him small tits in my pants anxiously, I thought our tainted windows a bonus. The straightening of my dick was only making him harder. Etching my mother into my subconscious more and more. Mentally I probed her cunt for her wetness while I was parking the car. Getting out of the Jaguar and mentally tasting her fluids I was brutally yanked out of my thoughts with the words:” Hey, you cheat. You're having a boner without me saying hi.” It took me a few moments to gather my wits and to realize a real Bridget was talking to me and this was not a mental projection I could command to kingdom come. My intention, awareness and my mouth met somewhere halfway and I answered her not exactly timid like I used to talk to Bridget,“ Follow me, Bridget. I need to talk to you.” I already made strides towards the nearest diner when the thought hit me that she was following amateur me in short deliberate steps on her high heels trying to keep up instead of being the tease she usually was. I didn't look back and kept my pace, Bridget click-clacking behind me. Remembering to be a gentleman I held the door open for her with a serious, angry mask on my face trying in vain to excommunicate my mother from my mind. Bridget past me in a confused manner. Part of her confusion was her searching in my face for the usual devotion I had for her, another part of her confusion was her seeing my arousal and mistakenly thinking it was because of her. Out of her comfort zone or perhaps in her comfort zone for the first time with me, she caressed my dick over my trousers passing me in the door, trotting to the table she usually sat at with her friends. “No”, I said to her, “you go sit on the red couch in the teen corner”. She ran he tongue along the dark line on the base of his penis causing Natural tits blowjob Toby to shudder. I didn't expect to find Clint fucking my sister up the ass. “Dear god no!” she protested as I gazed with interest at her women’s parts. With her hair held doggystyle back tautly from her scalp by the cruel rapist, Rhonda’s beautiful face contorted in the throes of climax. Your cum was leaking out of me, and the taste and smell of it helped me cum.” "Your sexy dick does one thing that no doggie-dick could ever do. I’ll spare the details, but essentially Johnny gave her a laxative with her feed to ensure that she would have a big bowel movement before he leaves. This is a compilation teen of small tits trips Carole took with her Boss. My mother peered at me from the kitchen, wearing a long, pale dress decorated with paisley flowers. Her virginal orgasm burst through her. “You must strip now” he told her with a smile. My pussy is trembling. I was shocked, what kind of amateur trick was that?