This would end up changing everything for me, and eventually lead to my mother lowering her tacky wet anus over my face–and unload thick log after log onto my face. And was silent for the most part. I’d stroke my cock thinking about her and tried a few times of letting her catch me. I told them yes I wanted my mom in the room even though I was a teenager then. He hoped that eventually I would join in as his grateful stepson and that he had hoped to train me as an apprentice— where I would wait for him to pull his cock out of my mom, her pussy or her ass and I would suck it clean before he went back to fucking her in front of my face. A few long curly pubic hairs cling to it near the base so it looked like she had fit it in to the hilt. I tried to put them back as I’d found them but I wasn’t sure if she could tell.
