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She pulled the nighty off of her, exposing her nude body to me. My throat went dry looking at her. I had never imagined I would see my own mother nude, let alone fuck her. “You like what you see, lover?” she said and winked at me. I simply nodded. I pulled out my own t-shirt in haste and threw it on the floor. Mom laughed at my predicament.She pounced on me like a panther, held the back of my head with both her hands and pressed her lips against mine. Our tongues were making love. My hands were busy kneading her ass cheeks. I moved my fingers further into her ass crack until they found her dripping wet hole. I pushed two fingers of my right hand into her pussy and started to finger her. using the index finger of my remaining hand, I coated her dry asshole with her own pussy juices.Mom moaned as my finger touched her ass, but she continued to straddle me. Soon I had a finger buried deep inside her ass as well, finger fucking both her holes at the same time. “Uffff… babyyy. I can’t take. She reaches around to untie my jeans, but there is no time for fiddling, so I untie them myself, taking out my dick. She places one foot on a toolbox, leveling the difference in height we have. I silently thank my friends again for leaving this place in such a messy state. I move into position to fuck her, when she grabs my dick, leading it. Angela gazes over her shoulder, and without blinking places the tip of my dick to her ass. I realize her hand is a little moist and slippery, so I know she spat in it, preparing for this. This modest girl, with the lovely face. This girl, you could bring over to meet your parents, who never speaks loudly, always blend into the crowd. This girl was going to let me fuck her in the ass, in some garage, at the house of a friend, with drunk guys partying in the next room. And she was more than ready for it.Needless to say, I entered her tight ass. She froze for a second, catching her breath, while I hold still. My dick halfway up her butt. Then I feel.
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