Then she started humping again, wiggling at
the same time, trying to help her hung adopted son stuff every inch of his fuck
pole into her narrow, gripping ass. He clutched her head with both hands, lunging forward, cramming another
half-inch of his cock between her lips. Xxx Patty paced
her bedroom several hours later, trying to ignore the wet ache in her pussy,
wondering what she could do to end her shocking liaison with her adopted son. Walter pulled out slowly, then
rammed his prick back into her bowels. Fuck it, fuck it good! “Oh, fuck me, Walter!” The girl was obviously in the throes of ecstasy. “Fuck my asshole, fuck Mommy’s horny asshole!” she cried. Patty
heard him moving behind her, uncaping the Vaseline jar. She knew she could have left, or yelled at him again.
