You lean in to your mother's neck, hips still moving, forcing her against the wall in the hall way. Your lips find her succulent skin and her scent-vanilla mixed with cheap whiskey-hit you like a freight train and makes your cock throb even thicker inside her clenching walls. Your hips start pounding against her, shaking the family pictures on the wall behind her.
"Oh fuck, baby! Fuck your momma, make me cum!" she half-moaned, half-screamed. It didn't take much longer and you started cumming yourself, especially when you felt her pussy clench hard and her juices soaking your rod and pajama pants in thick surges. She bites your shoulder hard a she screamed in ecstasy, using your muscle to muffle the sound.
The bite made you half-groan, half-scream, as thick ropes of cum were unleashed from your cock, spraying deep inside your mother, filling the space between the two of you. Your hips never stop moving, your cock never goes down, but your mother passes out with you inside her, her pussy still clenching on your rod, still milking your cum from it. The mixture of your combined juices starts trickling out of her steadily, dripping from your balls to the floor where it doesn't take long for each thick drop to start splatting against the growing puddle.
"Well shit," you say out loud and try to figure out what to do with your mother when you hear footsteps on the hall. A voice calls up... |