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  • I stroked her folds, gathering all that sweet cream. hardcore I drank it all even as her time-frozen body produced more and more juices. My balls and cock swayed beneath me. I wrapped my arms around her thighs, pulling her twat against my mouth. I thrust my tongue into the depths of her cunt. I buried it deep into her and wiggled it about, my guard dick aching in envy. Soon, I'd be in her. But for now, I wanted to make her cum with my mouth. I wanted to love my mother and give her so much pleasure. I would overwhelm her when time resumed, smothering her mind in more bliss than any human had ever felt in a single instance. “Oh, Justin, yes!” she moaned in my mind. “You're the best son ever!” More and more of my mom's pussy juices spilled out of her depths. I loved her sweet flavor, drinking her cream like it was ambrosia. My hands gripped her upper thighs. I loved the feel of her silky pubic hair caressing my cheeks as I fluttered my tongue deep into her snatch. I moved my right hand, sliding it down across her stomach and into her brown bush. I reveled in the feel of her silky hairs as I headed towards the top of her slit. With my tongue swirling through her sheath, caressing her pussy walls, my fingers reached her clit. I massaged her bud. “Oh, yes, yes, Justin!” her imagined voice said, reverberating through my mind. “You're going to make me cum! You're the best son ever!” “I love you, Mom,” I prison moaned between licks, my finger massaging her swollen bud. I sucked on her thick labia, nibbling on them as I rubbed her bud in circles. I couldn't wait for her to explode. For her to orgasm. My fingers danced faster and faster on her bud. Then it happened. Her sweet juices squirted out of her snatch. I made my time-frozen mother exploded in rapture. When she could act again, I knew this pleasure would drown her mind in an instant. I drank down the flood of her cream, jabbing my tongue into her pussy. I felt the rippling convulsions of her snatch. Such a wonderful treat. It made my mother explode. I was such a good son. “Oh, thank you, Justin!” she cried out in my fantasy. “Your father never gave me pleasure like this! You're so much better than he is! But now... Now I need your dick in me!” I shuddered, my dick aching for this pleasure. With a tinge of sadness and regret, Marie felt the intensity and the pleasure slowly fade away. Emily wondered, bewildered by her own actions. As we are all just sitting there enjoying each other’s company, Dr. Ronda appears. "It will most certainly aid in keeping him at bay." As she sucked his cock, he reached down and started caressing her tits and teasing her nipples. “Yes, Billy!” she moaned and hardcore spun around. Instead, I brought the head of the pencil down to my clit again and slowly begin to rub it in circles. “They would never allow a wizard to be near me,” Brock said, “The Protaki are a suspicious prison people, and they have a great disdain for magic. guard “I’m old enough, you know. "Betty Thomas, member of a trouble shooting group called the Pibald group for the US Government. “Are you home Thursday?” I asked Naomi politely. We were supposed to do this together,” one voice hissed. But never before had Max thought of himself as being appealing to another guy his age, let alone an older boy. Then she turned to Jake and kissed her too pulling off Jake’s top as she did it. He never thought seeing his teacher, his newfound friend, in her underwear could possibly fill him with such a feeling of disgust. “Five-finger palm technique?” Kimmie asked with a puzzled expression. “She cooperate?” the Trainer asked. “Looking forward to it.
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