Oh, eat Mommy, eat Mommy’s cunt…” She grabbed my hair and ground my face hard into her salt-and-pepper bush, this magnificent woman, 25 years older than me at 25, her pussy slick and hot with juices now coating my face. The younger woman wriggled beneath my mother and guided her toward the headboard of the bed, sliding her face toward my mom’s pussy. Indian sex I’ve… I was consumed, simply possessed by the idea of my own mother eating me out. My mother rode Yvonne’s face to a torrential orgasm, shouting my name and calling her babydoll. Yvonne of course was in on what was going on. RACHEL, baby…”
My heart was in my throat. I rubbed her clit with my spread tongue like it was sandpaper, and slurped her lubrication out of her. I heard panting and the creaking of bedsprings from the other room that suggested there was a break in the action.
