“Well,” says Mrs. Dale, coming to me, “Helen finally fell asleep, and she seemed to be fast.”

After a moment, she is completely naked and presses me to her. Waiting for her and remembering the pleasures gained during our last fuck, I was already overexcited:

- See how rampant I am?

- See see. And equally I want to fray you.

So we immediately and violently happen and very soon with mutual delightful “oh!” And “oh!” We finish the first round and freeze for a while, intoxicated with delightful pleasure.

Then Mrs. Dale scolds herself and me for our haste:

- We neglected all the luxury of fucking, hitting into such haste and obeying a simple animal instinct, that now we are forced to stop it. And I would like to enjoy all this voluptuous oiliness. But here you need a knack. So now, when our fervor has dried up to the brim, we should again take up the mutual gad.

- And what is it?

- Yes, we have already done it. You just do not know this word yet. It comes from the Italian "gamba" (leg).

- Yeah, in French "zhamb".

- Exactly. And from the French "ushe" - click whistle.

- That is, suck what between the legs!

- Well yes. But first I have to get up and ...

She gets up and starts writing, letting me see the water flow from her amazing vagina. After that, he lights two more large candles, one placed at the foot of the bed and the other at the head.

- This is so that both of us could see better how we will caress each other. Lie on your back, and I will climb on you, like this ...

- Like this? Back to me?

“Yes,” she says, lowering her ass to my face. “Now try to pierce my vlog with your tongue and lick the traces of your admirable courage.” Likely, they still seep from there?

- No, - I answer, distracting from this occupation. - When you pissed, probably all washed away.

- What else is there to see?

- Lips stick out.

- And more?

- There is still some charming little thing!

I take her clit to my lips and start sucking on it until it becomes big and firm. Now all three of my fingers are in her vagina. And when she felt her squeezing her in my ass, I move mine, pretty much missed by my own sperm during their stay there, in her pink anal hole, And since Mrs. Dale, sticking out her ass, as if welcoming their appearance there, the whole trinity slips there, clearly not giving her a reason to believe that there is something more than one finger. And with the joy of finding out how easy this hole stretches, I begin to cherish the hope that I will be able to get permission to stay there not only for my fingers. Of course, it will take some dexterity here, so as not to arouse in her suspicions that this road is not new to me. But she comes to a similar conclusion much earlier than I decide to voice it, and when it is again excited, she offers me:

- Since your mom has saddled you and is about to be planted on your dick again, as if for a stake, I would like to teach you how to do it in a new way ... Just wait ... Just let me finish! ..

And she bends over me, as others did in front of her, staying in the same position and thereby saving me from further fucking.

“You said the word fuck again.” I forgot: this is what ... Well, how would ...

- Yes, yes - the fact that I have the pleasure of once again calming down ... This is how my late husband called this thing when he asked to caress her ... Ah. Oh! Dying

With these words, she falls on my chest, and I, continuing to suck the nipple - the one that was in front of my mouth - and, squeezing her waist with one hand, I unfold the other so that you can attach to her bottom again.To begin with, having moistened my finger with her secretions that flowed between the lips of her vagina and my standing drekol, I push him into her face and work them back and forth, to her infinite satisfaction. All this gorgeous and voluptuous fucking ends with mutual ecstasy and sensual cries, after which we lie soaked in admiration, until the weight of her weight compels me to ask her to turn over on her side. Then we have a long sweet love conversation. Returning the conversation to the suspicions expressed by her in the morning, no matter how she might have a child, I notice:

- Did you have only one child?

- Yes, only one is Harry. Why?

- But after all, your husband lived for many years after his birth, and you, as you yourself said, continued to enjoy with him, and nothing like this happened to you. So why now you can be in an interesting position?

- It seems very likely, my dear boy ... And as for my husband, he resorted to precaution not to have more children.

“But what precautions could he use?” And how did you do it?

- Well, you're a curious boy! But I will tell you. He used to stay there for quite a long time, forcing me to expire two or three times before he did it himself, and then, when he felt that it was suitable, he used to go out, and his shot, extremely wet, to push my ass and pour there, just barely put his head inside.

“Did it give you pleasure, Mommy?”

“How can I tell you ... I didn’t feel much pleasure, just a slight irritation.” Indeed, before embarking on this, he excited me and made me expire several times; and in general he did it just before the crisis, so he only had enough time to put the head in there, and then it was time to shoot.

- Did he ever invest it entirely?

- Only sometimes, when pulled it out of my vagina too early.

“And then did it give you pleasure?”

- In such cases, he used to pause, until, rubbing my clitoris, he did not introduce me to the state of new lust, and after that the pleasure was specific and great.

“Ah, my dear mother, why don't you let me fuck you the same way?” And besides, as you said yourself, we will not have children.

- My favorite Charlie, this is impossible! Too large this thing to enter this hole. My deceased husband didn’t have half your size, and then he experienced considerable difficulty if I hadn’t flowed three or four times already and didn’t relax all these parts. I just do not dare to think about allowing you to make such an attempt.

- And yet, my dear mother, let me at least put only the tip and discharge there. I would love to try it! Let's go fuck first, two or three times, and then, after the third time, I will rub you until you again run out, after which I will try to put in just one tip, so that you can check in practice how it feels.

- But, my dear boy, the slightest ripple on my part will put it out! Even if it goes only about one nut. Just look at its size. I can barely grab him, and although he is so smooth and velvety, but as hard ... Ah, my dear partner, let me kiss him, and then fuck me, fuck me again, my darling!

She bends her body, gives me a delightful hickey, and then, leaning back and stretching her lovely thighs, invites me to climb it.

Before doing this, I also bend down and suck her charming and well-developed clit until she squeals again from pleasure ...