Mom, far more horny than I had even guessed, pushed me down on the floor, ripping my underwear off with a loud tearing noise. She went down on me, rip...ing my shirt off with the other hand, with an even louder rip. I went apeshit, tearing through her clothes with the same ferocity as she had mine. She sprung on top of me, and I slipped into her as if we were built for each other. ‘Oh God, Mom, that’s amazing! Are you on the pill?’ ‘Silly, I never have been. I’m allergic. The whole family is!’ If. I then told my Mom with a very calm voiced that I really wanted to turned around and had a look at her boobs (breasts).My Mom then frozed for some seconds,not knowing what to said.When my Mom had the couraged to spoke to me,her voices was trembling.“Zack,I’m your Mommy...!!!Why do you want to do this to me,Honey...???”my Mom then said to me and asked me.“Don’t you trust me,Mommy...???”I then asked my Mom.“Of course I trust you Honey,but I don't see the point of this,Honey...!!!”my Mom then said. She seemed to have an amazing long tongue probing deep inside my mouth and we were sucking quite desperately at each other.When I had her shirt up around her shoulders I pulled back enough to be able to investigate her bra and found it to be one of her plain white everyday ones, worn for comfort rather than titillation, and I saw that it had a front fastening between her breasts. I managed to unclip this, even as Mom tried to drag my face back down to hers, and free her boobs. As we kissed. Smiled his hellos, causing causing more than one of the girls to blush. Had it not been stubble grazing his face, he might have passed for a student himself. The bell rang. Blane stood up. He wasn’t a tall man, but his presents filled the room. ‘Good morning.’ His voice was soft and serene. He stopped momentarily, his eyes settling on the petite blond sitting in the front desk. She curled one of her pony tails around her finger while stooping to pull up a leg warmer that had slipped. His eyes.
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