“Relax” my mother said, and her head went down. In a final act of desperation I thrust as hard as I could, because I needed to shoot my load as deep as possible, wanting to give back to my mother a little of myself. Again mom said: “It’s all right, baby” and I immediately felt sperm starting to run up my shaft. It was comforting. “It isn’t. Read 24225 times |
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She pumped my shaft vigorously with one hand, and the other helped by caressing my balls. As my ejaculations started subsiding, I laid my hand on my mother’s shoulder and said to her: “Thank you, mother” as she swallowed the final procurements of my testicles. And you had problems?”
“I screwed everything up from the beginning, and then in the end it just didn’t…work.”
Mother’s large eyes radiated with loving warmth, and she said: “Hmm?
