Russian Mother In Law

“Very good, Enoch.” Hamden panted. “You make me really happy.” He placed a hand on the boy’s naked shoulder, rubbing his smooth, fair skin. “Really happy.” His hand had begun to slide up Enoch’s neck to the back of his head, gently grabbing onto his red hairs as he pulled the boy’s head toward him. “I want you...” Hamden began to say as he began to stroke his cock again. “To suck on my nipples, Enoch, and to stroke my cock for me. You can do that, can’t you?” Enoch seemed hesitant, as always, but with a little bit of encouragement and pulling harder on his head, the boy complied. His chin rested on Hamden’s belly as he began to lick at his nipple, and the boy’s small hands went around his rod, gripping it tentatively. Hamden let out a grunt of pleasure as the boy’s lips began to close around his nipples, and his hand began to stroke his throbbing cock. “Yes, faster...” Hamden panted, out of breath as his body was racked with pleasure. “You sure do know how to please a blowjob man, don’t you Enoch? That’s my boy, Enoch, that’s my boy...” Hamden could feel Enoch’s soft tender tongue flicking at and swirling all around his nipples, as his wet lips sucked on his dark areola. Hamden had to admit, Enoch sure did have a gift with his tongue, even if he was useless in every other way. No other girl had ever given him this kind of pleasure, not his wife when they had been younger, nor any of the many girls he had slept with on his travels as a soldier in the army. Hamden moaned in pleasure as his hands began to explore the boy’s body, caressing his small chest and squeezing his small, pink nipples, and rubbing his crotch vigorously, which was still covered by the white underwear he wore. After several minutes, Hamden had begun to grunt as he rocked back and forth. He was close now, and had grabbed a fistful of the hairs at the back of Enoch’s head as he pressed the boy’s face into his chest. Enoch’s hand had begun to stroke his cock quicker now, becoming a blur of motion. small tits Soon, there was no way that Hamden could hold it back any longer. “Fuck...” His body spasming, Hamden lurched forward, grunting as he grabbed onto Enoch’s face and pressed it against his chest, all the while cumming rope after rope of thick cum onto the floor and on Enoch’s hands. The climax was one of the most powerful Hamden had ever felt, and he remained in that position, hunched forward as he clutched onto the boy, for several minutes until the orgasm had finally subsided. Falling back down on the bed Hardcore with Enoch in his arms, Hamden finally began to feel sleep begin to take him after a long day. He opened his eyes and looked down to the boy, who was at his chest as they laid on the bed together. His short russian red hair was ruffled from all of Hamden’s clutching and pulling, and his cum was still smeared over the boy’s right hand. He smiled at Enoch. Enoch seemed so small, so helpless as his little chest rose and fell with each breath, pushing against Hamden’s old and fat body. Enoch looked up to him with those stunning eyes, and Hamden smiled down at him, gently stroking his forehead so that the hairs were neatly pushed back. “You’re a beautiful boy, did you know that?” Hamden asked. Enoch only looked up at him, as if studying his face to see if the older man meant it. “I love you.” Enoch seemed surprised at this, but finally managed a smile back. Hamden gave the boy a kiss goodnight, and closed his eyes, drifting off to sleep. •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• Eliza was sat at the table, the mug of beer clasped in her hands, and the uneaten dinner prepared on the table. It was already in the wee hours of the morning, and she couldn’t sleep. Well, for one there was the issue that Hamden had taken Enoch to sleep in their bedroom, on their bed. But the second issue that was keeping her mature awake was that she knew very well what was going on in that bedroom, and she wasn’t doing anything about it. Eliza sighed. "I also know that you've fantasized for a long time about becomin' a cuckold, and watchin' me have sex with another man. Well, the last time you and I talked about small tits that, I finally admitted to you that I too had always fantasized about havin' sex with another man, right in front of my husband. Better than anything my pussy had experienced before. I pulled her after me as I backed towards the bed. Antoine thought about it for a second, but then decided to drop it. They don’t mature appreciate any kind of rudeness. “Maybe water hurts it.” "Look at you. The car was fixed and Brad continued to pay the cost from his part-time job but he hadn’t approached Morgan for sex. Then Jim turned to me and said, "Show Sasha how much you've missed her. Other than that didn’t recognize any of them. Turning around, she leaned over the edge of the bed, spread her legs, and presented herself to her brother. “Who’s next?” I asked, ready for another good story. She nodded quickly and shuffled back to her seat, her head held low. They Hardcore are of the ages fourteen through blowjob seventeen and each is very pretty. Fuuuck!” Our ex-boyfriends—” Part 8: He was standing on that corner, a map in his hand, looking ragged, worn, and ten years older, but I knew him the moment I saw my father, and he knew me the moment he saw me. There had been tears in his eyes, I remembered, and he ran right for me, not caring that ten well-armed and well-muscled bangers surrounded me. I stepped past my men, not believing what I was seeing, and before I knew it, his arms were around me. That’s when I felt Willowbud again, surging back to the forefront. Norman said indicating Greeson. Understand me?" I say in a harsh tone. I’m sure that it would have hurt if I hadn’t been so flexible. She nodded yes I got up and paid the russian bill and she walked hand in hand out to my car. She felt his hot seed empty into her and she clenched her pussy tighter around his cock.