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  • "It's been less than two months since..." "I don't care, I Oriental want you now Johnny. I want those blue balls emptied into me. Today is a safe day so no rubber, okay?” She said as she led me toward her room. "Fine with me,” I said as I willingly followed her. "No foreplay this time, just pound it to me,” Nurses she said as she stripped off her clothes. I guess exotic I was as eager as she was because, without a thought I found myself fucking her hard like she had asked. It was only a few quick minutes and I was emptying my balls directly into her pussy. Each little sperm cell must have been excited to find that there was no rubber barrier to stop it from swimming freely into my mother’s womb. Compelled by instinct to swim on, each of the thousand of sperm cell had only one choice to make and that was, which fallopian tube to choose. Once that choice was made, the competition was on because each cell knew that only one could be successful. But none of them knew that on this day, there was no ovum to be found to fertilize. I am sure that mother had none of these thoughts because as soon as I rolled to my back, she was up over me, licking my softening dick clean and sucking the last drops of sperm from it. Those tardy sperm that now found themselves in her mouth had no choices to make. Death would come quick, but their chemical components would be an almost perfect match for what her body needed for nourishment. At this point, my thought processes were interrupted by the urge to feel my dick swallowed by my mother. No one did it better than her. All I had to japanese do was push and she obliged by swallowing. At this point the head of my dick was surrounded by the strong swallowing muscles of her ethnic throat. I knew it was an effort on her part to not gag but she had a lot of practice. That skill does not come naturally, it had to be learned. I was so fortunate to have three women in my life who had that skill and were willing to use it. Of course, my dick responded to this simulation as he always had, by growing hard. Mother raised up to say, “Now you can fuck me longer and harder. Do it till I scream for you to stop!” It was a command with the emphasis on the “Do it.” So, I did it. Very soon I was lost in the pleasure. The pleasure, as always, superseded all thought. As always, I was lost in the ecstasy that always consumes me when I am involved in a good fuck. I was abruptly forced from my state of ecstasy wit a hard blow to my upper back. It knocked the breath from me, but before I blacked out I heard mother say, “Where the fuck did you come from, John?” My thoughts as I passed out were: She never calls me John and who hit me so hard. She felt the master’s eyes on her and knew she had to decide. Oh, acting normally. “Sounds good.” She gasped ethnic when he came and had almost a look of pain on her face as she enjoyed his eruption. He ran his hand upper her back to confirm she was truly braless. “Can we go and touch up the paint please, Some of it has come off Nurses where my juices were running down the insides of my legs.” I asked. I emptied my cock in her kissing her deeply. And without any further notice, he moved forward and began his feast. But the first time I used some vaseline to slide it in, I was hooked. I thrust my tongue into her mouth, letting her revel in the salty flavor. Bernie’s orgasm was exotic coupled with a rebel yell when she came on him. I swirled my tongue through Mom's asshole, stirring her up as my orgasm threatened to consume me. Becky was gasping and moaning, maybe already cumming. She may be dressed like a dominatrix, but she squealed like an eighteen-year-old girl at a boy band concert, like Latin Five or japanese The Cross. She tried to pull me back up so I couldn’t go down on her. People have been Oriental excommunicated for less.”
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