.fuck... fuck..."The sensations run through his back like electricity. His mother's ass are so fucken hot on the inside. And tight... fucken tight. It... feels like a huge fist opening and closing on his in and out moving rod. He knows he won't last long. He holds for dear life onto the fat rolls of her bucking hips as he moves in and out of the burning tight ass-hole of his own mother.He can already feel the express train moving through his tubes.And once again, he knows he is not going to pull. 'Come on Chantelle, it's ok'. 'Max, this is weird, you're my brother and I can feel that you're like... oh my god I'm wet'. She started breathing heavily, still ontop of me, and I could actually feel the dampness up the top of where my cock was through her thin panties. 'Chantelle, it's not that weird. We're not related. Come on, just one fuck'. I convinced myself mentally. All I needed was one fuck and then I wouldn't have these urges anymore. It was ridiculous I know, but I needed to console. It is one of his most endearin’ features. The cameraman felt confident enough in his friendship to go up to Brad’s office in the same set of buildin’s and told him that this unknown girl, me, had stolen the scene with my audition and had the rôle sewn up, but that the director was up to his old tricks again and had lured me alone and defenceless to his office on a pretext. So Brad came lookin’ for me.”“No doubt he was impressed by the results of your latest dramatic performance?”“Indeed. After. She couldn’t cum, she couldn’t. He would not allow it. But how could she not? He was inside her, dominating her, overwhelming her. Her ass jiggled back and forth and His Supremacy reached forward and grabbed her tits. His cock was all the way in. It was tight. Lyenne bit her tongue again. “Fu…fu….fuck,” she muttered, her head shaking. “Fuuuu….fuck,” she went again, this time louder.His Supremacy pushed down hard, challenging Tetenia’s composure once again. He stared at Karina, whose arms were.