I pulled up in the driveway. Bhabhi sex “I’m close, Mom.” Her smiling 2D face was about to be plastered with spunk. To be groping her ass and getting sexy talk… “Grab my phone outta my jeans for me, would you, Patrick?”
I stretched over to the end of bed dick and grabbed my mom’s denims while she still played with my dick. My seed covered the majority of her flawless face. “Fuck your Mother. “Turn over,” I slapped her thighs, ordering her. Quickly. “Oh my, Patrick,” she exclaimed, smiling. “My boy’s smart.” She turned over, onto her back, before suggesting I sit on her tits as she sucked my flaccid dick dry. Fuck Mommy!” I could acknowledge how fucked up a situation this was, but honestly couldn’t care less. “Cum in me!” she howled. Mom yearned to fuck her own flesh and blood, and I loved her for it.
