he whimpered softly, w-what’re you doing? She let out a soft little laugh, kissing him on the back of the head before whispering, taking care of my morning wood… He had opened his mouth to gasp but she had pushed his face down into his pillow as she slid herself forward. She had lubed her erect cock before entering his room and his ass, stretched and lubed from the buttplug couldn’t have been anymore ready for her if she tried.He wriggled, hands gripping the sheets and feet kicking helplessly as she sank every single inch into his virgin ass in a single long slow stroke, her huge replenished balls pressing eclipsing his own smaller ones. Aahh… she moaned low, pinning him with her body, her hips working in slow circles as she got used to having the tight ring of her sons ass gripped around the base of her cock, every inch being hugged by his new fuckhole, this is what you’re for sweetie, every Granny Sex morning and every night you’re mommy's new fucktoy, don’t worry baby, you’ll love it and hate yourself for loving it… But that’ll change… she whispered, biting his earlobe gently, you’ll see how right I am and before you know it you’ll be begging to meet my friends… With that the admittedly short acclimatization period was over, she was impatient and desperate to relive that first thrust into him. Just being able to say out loud that I want to rape you – that means so much.I Granny Sex want you to rape me. I love being raped. I wish I could get raped every day.You’re such a whore, you’d spread your legs for anyone.Yes, I would.You’re a total prostitute.I like prostituting myself.Somehow that has a different stigma than whore. But it turns me on just as much.I want to be your prostitute.I want to viciously beat and rape you. I want you to get gang-raped and abused by a gang. She had obviously Granny Sex cum with Bob. Her nipples were red and swollen, obviously pulled on. Her pussy lips were red and distended, obviously fucked. His lips were so smooth, I dreamed of kissing them, and his ass was so thick, I almost missed a play on the line because I was staring at it. God, I wanted him. But honestly, everyone wanted Miles. Even the girls still wanted Granny Sex him after he came out. With that I blasted Granny Sex my load. We said our good byes, and I got up and dressed to go down stairs and get something to eat. When I walked into the kitchen, Krista rolled her eyes at me. What is it? I asked. Her hand over mine wasn't stopping me or directing me, just resting, her fingers in between mine. Kissing her slim neck again, I let my thumb slide part way up the slope of her Granny Sex petite breast and back. I felt a slight shudder in her body.