Sharon picks A cucumber
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| - | You grip the cucumber at the end and hold it up towards your face. You eye it with sinister intentions. It´s long, cock like shape | + | You grip the cucumber at the end and hold it up towards your face. You eye it with sinister intentions. It´s long, cock like shape makes it the perfect tool for you to force into your mother's pussy and drive her to orgasm. |
With a quick thrust with your hand you bring the cucumber to Anna´s pussy, you jerk it along her slit and down to her clitoris, moving it up and down along her erogenous zone. | With a quick thrust with your hand you bring the cucumber to Anna´s pussy, you jerk it along her slit and down to her clitoris, moving it up and down along her erogenous zone. | ||
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"Haaaa, heeeee." Your mother pants and moans. | "Haaaa, heeeee." Your mother pants and moans. | ||
| - | "Feel that mother? | + | "Feel that mother? You're about to get fucked by a cucumber. I´m going to make you cum with it!" |
Anna is already in heat, the previous molestation having triggered her lubricating wetness. But she denies it, shutting her eyes and biting down on her lips harshly, doing everything she can to resist her sexual urges. It feels increasingly unnatural to do so when the cucumber grinds against her vaginal opening, her gushing juices coating it with her cum. | Anna is already in heat, the previous molestation having triggered her lubricating wetness. But she denies it, shutting her eyes and biting down on her lips harshly, doing everything she can to resist her sexual urges. It feels increasingly unnatural to do so when the cucumber grinds against her vaginal opening, her gushing juices coating it with her cum. | ||
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"Don´t fight it I said!" | "Don´t fight it I said!" | ||
| - | Surrender is only natural, and soon all your | + | Surrender is only natural, and soon all your mother's restraints are blown free. She foully orgasms on the kitchen table, with the cucumber continuously pounding her pussy, and you her daughter there to watch it. It´s a deep, hard, grunting orgasm, unrestrained and nerve-wrecking. Her entire body spasms against the tight bounds. Although your mother tried to resist it, her healthy body just does what it´s supposed to do, surrender and tremble till it´s over. |
With your arm feeling tired you pull out the cum-drenched cucumber out of her depths. It has fulfilled its purpose, you put it back in the bowl. | With your arm feeling tired you pull out the cum-drenched cucumber out of her depths. It has fulfilled its purpose, you put it back in the bowl. | ||
Current revision as of 19:32, 6 July 2015
You grip the cucumber at the end and hold it up towards your face. You eye it with sinister intentions. It´s long, cock like shape makes it the perfect tool for you to force into your mother's pussy and drive her to orgasm.
With a quick thrust with your hand you bring the cucumber to Anna´s pussy, you jerk it along her slit and down to her clitoris, moving it up and down along her erogenous zone.
"Haaaa, heeeee." Your mother pants and moans.
"Feel that mother? You're about to get fucked by a cucumber. I´m going to make you cum with it!"
Anna is already in heat, the previous molestation having triggered her lubricating wetness. But she denies it, shutting her eyes and biting down on her lips harshly, doing everything she can to resist her sexual urges. It feels increasingly unnatural to do so when the cucumber grinds against her vaginal opening, her gushing juices coating it with her cum.
Satisfied with her level of arousal you stop jerking the full length of the cucumber against her slit and put the probing head against her entrance.
"Ahhh, Oh god!"
To her horror you push the cucumber head-first as deep into her womanhood as you can. She lets out an unwilling moan as the fruit spreads and arouses her pussy like any normal cock would, her bound body reacting to the forceful intrusion. Dedicated to bringing her to orgasm you begin jerking the cucumber in and out of her, pounding her deep sensitive insides. Her pink pussy responds with lust, the orgasmic energy is mounting in her body, slippery juices gushing forth from her blazing labia.
"Do you enjoy having a cucumber drive you to orgasm mother? Is a proper hard, male, cock above your whorish pussy?"
"Ahhh, no, I don´t want to cum to this. Ahhh, don´t make me cum to a cucumber!"
Inspired you begin jerking it faster, pumping it as hard as you can. You also begin to shove it deeper and wiggle the head around inside her, the long, phallic shaped cucumber stirs up her sexual arousal, fucking her already heated pussy into a frenzy. The shameful but orgasmic pleasure begins to feel unbearable for your blond mother.
"Don´t fight it mom!"
"Uhhh, Huuuhhh, Nooo, huhhh!"
"Don´t fight it I said!"
Surrender is only natural, and soon all your mother's restraints are blown free. She foully orgasms on the kitchen table, with the cucumber continuously pounding her pussy, and you her daughter there to watch it. It´s a deep, hard, grunting orgasm, unrestrained and nerve-wrecking. Her entire body spasms against the tight bounds. Although your mother tried to resist it, her healthy body just does what it´s supposed to do, surrender and tremble till it´s over.
With your arm feeling tired you pull out the cum-drenched cucumber out of her depths. It has fulfilled its purpose, you put it back in the bowl.
