Bobby and Mom 2
“Unnnnghhhh!”, Bobby grunted. His face contorted into a mask of obscene pleasure. The tight, sucking warmth of his mother’s cunt seemed to be sucking the very cum out of his dick. Several times he pulled his hips way back, withdrawing until only the fat, bulbous tip of his cock remained. Then, he’d suddenly slam it back inside his mother’s upthrust snatch until every inch of his meaty thickness was buried once more in her hot, forbidden sheath, impaling her cunt almost brutally, with a single, convulsive thrust. “Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh! M… My G… G… God!”, Squealed Cathy. Every contour of her son’s cock sent electric thrills up and down her spine as his hard, pistoning shaft scraped deliciously against the walls of her tightly-stretched cunt. “Jesus, baby, where did you learn to fuck like that?”, She moaned …