Then he put his hand on her thigh again, his skin now separated from hers only by the fabric of her satin nightgown. Then he brought his hand up and put his thumb in his mouth, wetting it with saliva. Xxx Please…” she said. “To make me want you…”
Gerald was moving his fingers up and down, massaging Madeline’s pussy, rubbing the now-wet satin across her cunt lips and clit. “Oh Gerry!”
“You like that, Mom?” Gerald worked his thumb back and forth in the tight grip of his mother’s anus, gradually pushing it deeper. April, or whatever her name is.”
Gerald chuckled ruefully. “Well I’m sorry, Gerald,” she said, clipping out the words. “Yes… Even when you were little I used to think about taking you to bed, spreading my legs for you, showing you how to put your hard little thing inside your mother…” She paused to
