We were acting on raw, boiling, physical lust for each other. We weren't thinking about how wrong this was. How this was a prelude to full-on incest. Lust was coursing through our veins, clouding our thoughts, driving us both towards one inevitable outcome.
My c**k in her p***y.
While our mouths were busy, our hands were too. As her big boobs crushed against my chest, my hands went around her waist, grabbing her ass roughly, squeezing the bare, perky cheeks. I wanted to get my hands on those t**s, but the positioning made it awkward. I could wait. The moment would come. I kept using my hands to grope my mom's hot, jutting ass as I jammed my tongue down her throat. And her hands, my own mother's hands, were only interested in one thing. My thick, bulging c**k. Her hands slid between us, s
