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Mother of the groomWe’re in our hotel room, getting ready to go to my wife’s son’s wedding. I always love watching her get dressed, especially when it’s for a special occasion. She has a lot of beautiful clothes and wears them well. To the world at large she’s the very model of a classy, well-dressed, intelligent professional woman. But take those clothes off and get her alone in bed and it’s a different story!She puts on a pretty, lacy bra that makes her 40DDs sexier than ever. Pushes them together and pushes them up. Cleavage, much? Damn, I love those tits. Then it’s a pair of sexy, black pantyhose. She notices that I’m watching her every move. “Come here,” she says. I step to her, she grabs my right wrist, moves my hand between her legs and…I get a nice surprise! “Damn,” I say, “I didn’t know you had any pantyhose with an open crotch!””I didn’t realize this pair had one,” she says, “until just now, when I put them on.”I start exploring with my middle finger. (I make a mental note of the fact that she’s due to have her cunt hair trimmed. Some other time.) I gently separate her labia, find her clit, and begin stroking it. She lets out a soft moan. She’s kuşadası escort already wet….it never takes her long. She’s a proud slut who once described herself to me as “the horniest bitch in the county.”I spread her cunt lips wider and slide my finger inside. She bends her knees a bit to meet my hand, then starts to hump against it. I fasten my mouth on hers as I work my finger in and out. I love to hold a woman like this, my hand deep in her cunt, grabbing it ever harder as she thrusts her hips faster and faster. I feels like I’m holding her soul, the very core of her womanhood, in my hand. Which, of course, I am. Her moaning increases with the speed of her writhing.It doesn’t take much of this intense kissing, cunt-grabbing, and hand-fucking to work her into a fever pitch. I slide a second finger inside her. As her orgasm builds I shove my hand in as deep as I can, with my mouth still locked on hers. She soon hits a high peak. It’s all I can do to keep hold of her cunt while struggling to keep her on her feet. Damn, I love this! After she crests I break the kiss and slowly pull out my finger. She’s kütahya escort breathing hard, leaning against me, trying to regain some degree of composure. “Ohmigod,” she says, “I wasn’t expecting that!” “Neither was I!” I say, with a sly grin on my face. I gently caress her face and hair, and give her soft kisses on her forehead, helping her calm down. She’s still flush from the orgasm. Of course I have a raging hard-on. I’d like nothing more than to bend her over the bed, shove my dick through that open crotch in her hose, and pound into her doggystyle. We don’t have time for that, but now that she’s had hers, I want mine. I drop my pants, grab the back of her head, and push her down towards my dick. “On your knees, bitch! It’s my turn now!”She offers not a hint of resistance. She loves sucking cock at least as much as she loves getting fucked. And it turns her on to have me treat her like a back-alley whore. I grab the back of her head and fuck her mouth like its her cunt. I’m as ready to cum as she was. I soon shoot a big load of cum into her mouth and down her throat. Sucking turns her on so much that many lara escort times she’ll cum when I do. This is one of those times. The waves of pleasure from her second orgasm in a matter of minutes make if difficult for her to stay on my cock while I unload. But she’s a veteran at doing this, and manages to keep sucking while I keep pumping. When I think I have nothing more to give her I stop thrusting. She applies more suction so that her cheeks collapse, as she works to get every drop out of me.I pull out of her mouth, pleased to see that she hasn’t let a single drop of cum escape. But she strokes and squeezes my cock and manages to get a little bit more to ooze out I grab her head again: “Lick me clean, slut! I don’t want to go around with sticky pants all during the afternoon.”She does her job. I pull her to her feet and give her another deep kiss so we can share the taste of my cum. After lots of hugging with mutual “I love yous” and “Damn, you’re hot!” and promises to fuck each others’ brains out later in the night, we finish getting dressed. She has to spend some time re-doing her hair and makeup. We’re a few minutes late as we head out to the wedding site.Her son greets us with “Mom! We’ve been waiting for you! Where have you been?””Oh, there were a couple of things that needed to be taken care of before we left the hotel,” she replies.I squeeze her hand. It’s all I can do to keep from bursting out laughing. If he only knew what a needy, cock-hungry slut his mother is.