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Sweet dinner.
When I think back on the summer of 2016, I remember both the absolute best and
worst of times.
When it started, I'd been celibate for 12 months.
Not by choice, but because my girlfriend Kendra was a virgin.
So, when faced with temptation, I was incapable of resisting.
It was an affair I knew wouldn't last forever.
Because it was with the worst possible person I could have cheated with.
Mom? My girlfriend's mother.
The whole mess started when Kendra invited me to spend the weekend at a
north. I thought it was a sign that our relationship was moving forward, and
that this might be the weekend that we finally have sex.
That is, until her parents showed up.
Hey, Lucas.
She's invited them without telling me. And to make matters worse, her father
made sure there was one rule I abided by.
I'm sharing a bedroom with my daughter.
She's a busy, and I want her to stay that way.
Just when I thought I might be getting laid.
I was wrong. And so as I had every night for the last year, I took care of my
own needs.
But it didn't end the way I thought.
The moment I saw Mrs. H, legs spread, moaning in ecstasy, I knew staying
celibate was going to be that much harder.
Because this was better than porn.
This was real life.
Yes. Yes. Yes.
Oh, my God, baby.
That's it, baby.
Oh, my God, give me that cock.
Yes. Yes.
Oh, my God, yes. Yes, yes.
Yes,
baby.
Oh, yeah, you want to come over here.
Yes, yes, yes, baby. Yes, you want to already.
Oh, come on.
Yes, right there. Yes.
Yes, right there.
That's so fucking hard.
Yes, yes, yes.
Oh, yes, baby.
Oh, my God.
Yes. Yes.
Yes. Yes.
Yes. Yes.
Yes. Yes.
Yes.
Yes. Yes. Yes.
Yes.
Oh my God, it hurts.
Oh, my God, yes.
Yes.
Yes. Yes.
Yes, baby.
Yes.
You're the queen.
Yes, good fucking. Good fucking.
All right, hop on down. Hop on down. There you go.
Mm -hmm. Just like that.
Mm -hmm. Mm -hmm.
Mm -hmm. Mm -hmm.
Mm -hmm. Mm -hmm. Mm -hmm. Mm -hmm.
I love you. I love you. Oh, my God.
Oh, my God. Oh, my God.
Oh, my God.
Oh, my God.
Oh,
my God.
Oh, man.
Yes. Yes.
Yes, baby.
Oh, that's it.
Yeah.
Yes. Yes, baby.
Oh, fuck that. Oh, yes.
Oh,
you too, baby.
Yeah. Yes.
Yes, baby.
Yes,
baby. Yes, baby.
Yes, baby.
Oh, fuck.
Yes. Mm -hmm.
Mm -hmm.
Oh, yes.
Let me see that.
Stay there, buddy.
Oh,
fuck.
Oh,
fuck.
I love them.
Oh, my God.
Fuck.
Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes. Oh, fuck.
Give me, give me, give me, give me.
Oh,
yes.
Bring it to me.
Bring it to me.
Where did you go?
Where? You're going to stay just there.
You look new.
Oh, you never knew that before.
Oh, what?
Yes, baby. Oh, my God. Yes.
Yes. Yes. Yes.
Yes.
Oh, my God. Oh,
my God. Oh, my God. Oh,
my God. Oh, my God. Oh,
my God. Oh,
my God.
Like this? Yes, baby.
Yes, yes.
Oh.
Oh.
Yes.
I'm not going to hold it too much. Yes, baby.
I'm not going to hold it longer.
I want it, baby. You want it? Yeah, I do.
Oh, my God. Oh, my God, baby.
Yes. Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes.
Fuck.
Oh,
fuck.
Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck.
Oh,
fuck. Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck.
Oh, fuck.
Oh, fuck.
When it was over, I went back to my room. And instead of fantasizing about
stars, my ex -girlfriend, or even Kendra, I fantasized about her mother.
Banging her every which way.
It was a fantasy that consumed me.
Not only because I knew exactly how well Mrs. H fucked, but as my girlfriend's
mother, she was off -limits. And there's nothing more tempting than a woman
that's off -limits.
Having sex with a virgin is a total crap she did.
Better left be banging her mom and really get an idea of what it's like.
Like that's gonna happen. It happened to me.
Tyler?
Did you know that I haven't been fucked properly in years?
Oh, that's so good.
Oh,
that's good.
People with bags are just happy that they're being banged in the first place.
Holy shit, man. It feels so good.
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