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Mom turned to me, and in a breathy, hoarse voice gave me an order, “Kiss, kiss me, Honey!” I did, and found her Frenching me, as our mouths met. I had the delicious erotically tactile tissue of her body, surrounding my manhood, touching every square millimeter. Porn videos She was humping back at me, with her torso tilting, and her arms clasped around my waist, her hands on my buttocks pulling me into her. I rubbed her back. Yes, I feel it! Maybe we can reward you, for your caution somehow.” Dad’s face was buried in her crotch, so the words he muttered couldn’t be understood, but they seemed to be a positive kind of murmur. Then, with dad’s offer, to open their bedroom door she acquiesced to that. I was looking at where I had come from, the very point of my origin.