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Drink my Nylon juices.” The student council president came on her mother's lips. Priscilla fell back onto her elbows, quivering on the divan. Her thighs clutched tight about her mother's face, pinning the MILF in place. Mrs. Tinker moaned, her pussy squeezing around my cock, her juices staining my fingers. She whimpered and then she exploded. I gasped as her pussy spasmed around my girl-dick. Her hot flesh writhed and massaged me. This amazing heat surged through me. I shuddered, my tits heaving. This powerful pleasure burned through me. My eyes fluttered. The heat gathered at the tip of my cock. That amazing pressure that would have me gasping and groaning. That would have me exploding in her cunt. asian “Fuck, yes!” I howled and came. My futa-cum fired out of my dick. It flooded the MILF's cunt as she feasted on her daughter's twat. The pleasure surged through me. I trembled. My mother whimpered. Her tits heaved japanese in the corner of my eyes. She joined me in rapture. “Leann!” she groaned. “Flood her!” “I am, Mom!” I howled. “Yes, yes, she is, Nicole,” Mrs. Tinker moaned, using my mother's first name. “Oh, your futa-daughter is filling me with so much cum. It's incredible. It was. I shuddered, my futa-dick spurting again and again. A great cheer roared from the crowd, drowning out my mother's moans of passion. I felt dizzy as I fired my salty cum into Mrs. Tinker's spasming twat. One last blast erupted from me. She drained me dry. Panting, I ripped my cock out of Mrs. Tinker's cunt, panting as Ji-Min swept up to collect the cum leaking out of the MILF. Priscilla had a look of abject Hardcore bliss on her flushed masturbation face, strands of her strawberry-blonde hair sticking to her cheeks. “Someone bought the really expensive creampie,” purred Ji-Min. “The one you make with your mother. A $100.” My eyes bulged. I glanced over at my mother. She pulled her fingers out of her twat and sauntered to me. There's this look of wild hunger in her eyes. I swallowed. I'd never seen the like. The silence lasted only a moment, but to Warrick it felt like asian an eternity. “Oh?” I cocked an eyebrow, “Am I going to meet someone?” She leaned over, moaning, her fingers plunging Nylon in and out of masturbation her thigh. Maybe fear? Pearle had her sweater off, her breasts round and jiggling. Steve was shocked by it. It was pure bliss, my mind swam in an ocean Hardcore of pure ecstasy as Miss Rochester moaned and japanese writhed beneath me, occasionally flexing her muscles to rouse me to ever greater heights of passion until I could hold back no more. Dakota as my lover and maybe my baby’s Mother. My hand was pumping away and she was raising her hips off the seat to meet each pump now. The bondage is a bit kinky but my mom was right, more gimmicky than over the top.