The bristly pubic hair opened into the warmth and I could even feel my mother’s clitoris against my balls as she rode hard. Porn um… um… “Could we talk again, mom. I want to do it, mom. Mom moved on top of me and brushed her hair over her shoulders, which made her saggy breasts rise and fall. Mom held my hand again. That was an entirely new interest for me after all the “barely legal” sites I had been browsing for lookalikes of the girls next door I had been missing while they dated stupid jocks. We had succeeded at last, but I wasn’t sure how I was feeling about that. “Hh. Her saggy tits hung almost down to her stretch-marked belly, and right under that the bristly dark hairs started and formed a bushy thicket between her thighs. “Nn-n!” We both flinched in surprise as we heard the squirt.
