[My Mom's Always Showing Off Her Wardrobe (Part 2)] [Author: Kathy Andrews] [The End]

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Chapter Six.
"Mom, let's go see a movie," Tommy shouted as Karen entered the hall.
Her robe billowed in the wind, but she ignored him. Tommy's hair was still wet, and he was looking at the newspapers spread on the floor, searching for movie ads. Leaning over his shoulder, Karen's hairy vulva pressed against the back of her son's head.
"What movie, darling?" she asked.
"This one." Tommy pointed.
"This one is only for adults, baby," she said with a chuckle. "They won't let you in." "Of course they will, Mom. It says so here." Tommy was right. The ad said he could go in if accompanied by an adult. She looked at the newspaper; the ad showed a scantily clad girl leaning against a man. It wasn't a real adult film, but the ad still said it was unrestricted.
"That's fine," she said, pressing against the back of her son's head, her sensitive labia feeling his damp hair.
"Maybe it'll be good."
Tommy turned his head to kiss his mother's warm thigh. Karen let out a soft moan, walked up to him, and spread her legs.
Tommy stared up at her vulva, so close to his, watching the two plump labia framed by curly pubic hair.
She gently pulled his head forward, placing it between her legs, rubbing her vulva against his mouth. Her joyful eyes looked down at the young face buried in the smooth, curly pubic hair—only her eyes and forehead were visible.
Tommy's hands traced up the back of his mother's smooth thighs, touching her full, round, firm buttocks. Holding her buttocks, Tommy began to kiss her vulva.
"Mmm, you're so gentle, darling," she murmured, twisting her face.
"Do you really like kissing Mommy's vulva, Tommy? You kiss it because you love it, not because you think I need it?" Tommy nodded, letting out a muffled moan. He opened his mouth and tried to take his mother's plump labia into his mouth.
His hands pressed forward, causing his mother to let out a wanton scream of pleasure. She cupped his head, pressing his face tightly against her vulva, twisting her hips and grinding them against his mouth.
Tommy's tongue emerged and began to suck and lick his mother's slippery labia. Her vulva tasted sweet and sensual. His tongue circled her clitoris, causing Karen's round buttocks to convulse with pleasure. As he sucked on her clitoris between his lips, Karen began to shake her hips violently against his face, rubbing their points of contact hard, emitting soft, sensual sobs.
"Oh... lover!" Karen groaned as her son's tongue rapidly flicked and circled her swollen clitoris.
"You lick better than anyone else, better than that woman today. mmm, you learn quickly, Tommy." Tommy thrust his tongue forcefully into his mother's hot vagina between her plump labia, pumping in and out like a cock.
Karen's pleasure intensified. She moaned, clutching his head and pressing her face against his, her legs straddling his body—Tommy leaned back, knees bent, half-squatting on his face, his buttocks wildly grinding, twisting, and spinning.
"Mmm, it feels like you're fucking me with your tongue, darling!" she sobbed. "God, I'll never tire of your sweet cock and your cunt-licking tongue! Eat me, Tommy! Oh, eat your mother's cunt!" Tommy's tongue wasn't as long as his mother's, but he could still slip it in about an inch, rotating it against the walls of her excited vagina, tasting the heat deep inside. The vaginal fluids flowing into his mouth made his cock throb.
His fingers dug into her buttocks, savagely pulling her vulva towards his mouth and tongue.
It felt like his mother's vulva was pulling and squeezing his tongue, which thrilled him. He wondered if Cathy's vulva tasted good too; wondered if hers was as tight as his mother's. He wondered if Cathy would want to make love to him.
While licking his mother's vulva, Tommy fantasized about having sex with Cathy, completely unaware that his mother was having an orgasm on his face. Only when he felt her hairy labia suddenly return the kiss to his tongue did his thoughts return to reality, and he focused on quickly and fiercely raping her, forgetting Cathy altogether. Karen moaned softly, her vulva grinding and rubbing against her son's face, the heat of her vulva spreading to her inner thighs.
Karen's knees were now clenched together as if she couldn't hold her urine, as if trying to trap her son inside her.
Then, as she orgasmed, she slid down Tommy's reclining body, Tommy's tongue leaving her vulva and licking down his abdomen to his nipples.
"Oh, so wonderful!" Karen groaned, her vulva resting on her son's erect penis, "I can find your penis without looking at my cunt, baby!" Tommy giggled as he lay flat on the ground, his mother kneeling on top of him, her penis sinking into her plump, swollen labia. "What are you going to do, Mom?" "Do what any woman would do, find a cock for her cunt... fuck it until it pees!" She began to wiggle her round hips back and forth, her lively, plump cunt actively sliding against his cock.
Tommy looked at her bouncing breasts, then down below, his cock completely covered by pubic hair, only visible when his mother sat up. He thrust his hips forward to meet her descending cunt. The sticky, fleshy slapping sound echoed loudly in the room.
Karen grabbed her bouncing breasts, her fingers clenched tightly, two bright red nipples peeking out between them.
Her two buttocks, exposed by her wide-open robe, were like two bearings, churning and rotating against his cock, her ever-hot cunt providing a constant stream of lubrication.
Suddenly Karen let out a long moan, turning around with his cock as the center, her buttocks facing his face. His cock hadn't left her hot, dripping cunt. Now, Karen was squatting on her son's cock, leaning forward, her buttocks facing him. Tommy felt his mother kissing his toes, and her buttocks opened completely, revealing her vulva tightly sucking on his penis. With each thrust, her plump buttocks opened and closed, making her anus appear tight and small. His mother was riding his penis with her buttocks! He had never seen anything like it before; it was incredibly stimulating!!
Karen knew everything. Kissing her son's toes, her buttocks rotated and rose, her vulva firmly gripping his penis. Letting her son see her lewd and wanton parts, see her bouncing and opening buttocks, see how she fucked his penis, was an unparalleled pleasure. Sucking
on her son's toes, Karen continued thrusting her penis up and down. Tommy squeezed and kneaded her buttocks, his eyes never leaving his mother's cleft. The heat inside her vulva burned his hard penis. He felt his mother's hand slip between his legs, playing with his testicles. Her hands pulled, squeezed, and twisted, her vagina moving faster and faster against his penis.
"Mmmm, it feels so good, baby!" Karen murmured in a sexy, deep voice. "God, I'm coming!" "Me too, Mom!" Karen's buttocks moved wildly. She sucked on every one of his toes, her hands gripping his testicles tightly.
Tommy was also thrusting and slamming into her vagina, groaning. His penis felt the force of her vaginal contractions, his testicles clenching tightly in his mother's warm, moist hands, his penis swollen and erect like never before.
With a long groan rolling from her trembling throat, Karen's vagina pressed tightly against her son's groin and remained still. At the same time, Tommy squeezed half of his foot into Karen's mouth, his testicles being squeezed. The groan turned into a howl. Tommy also screamed and ejaculated into the constantly biting vagina. He gripped her hard, grinding buttocks with both hands, his fingers cruelly digging into her flesh, pressing forcefully against her hips as she thrust violently with ejaculation. Thick streams of semen gushed continuously into his mother's bottomless, greedy orifice.
After the intense climax, Karen collapsed onto her son like a frog, continuing to gently lick her toes. Her buttocks still trembled occasionally, revealing the full, round curves of her buttocks, her small anus contracting and relaxing, winking at her son. Tommy gently and slowly stroked his mother's buttocks, occasionally touching her tight back door, his penis still nestled inside her warm vagina. After a while, Karen lifted her legs, rolled over, and sat up, smiling happily as she asked...
"Do you like this, Tommy? In this position?"
"I saw your asshole, Mom," he said. "It's so tight, it goes in and out, and then gets tight again." "Yes," she giggled. "When I orgasm, my whole body reacts." "Are we still going to see the movie?" "Of course," she said, kissing her son's cheek as she stood up. "Let's get dressed now so we can catch the first showing." Half an hour later, they set off. Karen wore a rough, collarless short-sleeved shirt, with nothing underneath, her nipples rubbing against the stiff fabric; her lower body was covered by a loose long skirt and sandals, again without anything underneath.
They sat in the last row of the dark theater. There was only one other man in the row, four or five seats away. Tommy held his mother's hand and giggled as he watched the nudity on the screen.
"You've never seen so many breasts on screen at once, have you, Tommy?" she whispered. "Does this make your dick react?" "Touch," he whispered, pulling her hand down to her groin.
"Mmm, not bad," Karen murmured, kneading his penis through his pants. She wasn't particularly interested in the movie—she'd seen many like it before—but her son liked it. His penis was erect from watching the movie, and as she played with it, her vulva began to stir again. Glancing at the man, she leaned back, her knees against the back of the seat in front of her, and pulled her son's hand under her thigh, placing it on her bare vulva.
There weren't many people in the theater. It was the first showing, so not many had come. Releasing her son's pants, she pulled out his penis and gently stroked it. Tommy played with his mother's hairy vulva while watching the movie, and Karen moaned softly with her rising excitement. Glancing at the man again, she pulled her skirt up to her thighs, placed her hand on her son's hand, and guided two of his fingers into her vulva. Now half her thighs were exposed. She looked at the man again, hoping to get his attention. But he didn't react. She pulled her short shirt down and whispered to her son. "Hold my shoulders and play with my breasts." Tommy reached inside her shirt and grabbed one of her full, firm breasts. She pulled her shirt down even further, revealing her other breast along with the one Tommy was holding. This
finally caught the man's attention.
Seeing him watching, Karen lifted her skirt to her thighs so he could see the view—Tommy's hand moving between her breast and thigh. Excitement surged through her, and she began to masturbate her son's penis. She wanted to make sure her movements were clearly communicated to the man. In the darkness, she boldly stared directly at him. She spread her knees and wrapped her skirt around her waist. The man stared intently at her, seeing clearly in the darkness—the full breasts and the shadows of pubic hair.
Intentionally, Karen leaned down and kissed her son's wet glans, then sat up and looked at the man. The man moved, coming over and sitting in the seat next to her, and Karen's heart began to race. Karen's vagina twitched, gripping her son's fingers, a surge of stimulation spreading from her tailbone throughout her body. The man sat beside her, watching, but he didn't touch her.
Karen knew he could see her fist gripping Tommy's penis, her protruding breasts, the skirt around her waist, and Tommy's finger penetration. But the man didn't try to play with her.
Karen had no choice but to take the initiative and grab him.
The man grunted—Karen's other hand reached into his crotch, groping for his penis.
She grabbed his shaft and tried to stroke it back and forth, but his pants were too hard. She turned to fumble for his zipper, and the man, thinking she was going to pull her hand away, quickly pressed it down.
"Take it out!" she hissed.
Tommy watched through his mother as the man unzipped his pants, his penis emerging, erect and straight. Quickly, his mother grabbed the man's erect penis and began stroking both of them simultaneously.
Karen, holding both hard penises, spread her legs wider. The man began to caress her smooth thighs.
Tommy touched the man's hand on his mother's vulva, so he pulled his fingers out to make room for the man to continue fingering her.
No one saw what they were doing in the last row. Tommy pulled down his mother's short shirt, and the man bent down to suckle Karen's breasts, his tongue swirling around her nipples while his fingers moved in and out of her vulva. Tommy climbed on top of her and began sucking on the other nipple. Karen sobbed with pleasure, her hands gripping his penis and stroking it even harder.
The movie was forgotten. Tommy's attention was completely focused on what was happening around him, his penis being violently manipulated, making it almost impossible for him to think. Karen sobbed as she twisted her hips in her seat, her hands gripping his penis and feeling the warm, wet mouths on her breasts.
Suddenly, Karen turned and leaned down towards the man's penis. Her tongue wrapped around the swollen glans, licking the drops of fluid oozing from the urethral opening. With a longing moan, she opened her lips and enveloped the man's penis, sucking it deeply into her mouth. The man groaned as he felt Karen's hot lips encircle his penis, stroking it violently up and down, the sensitive head of his penis pressing against Karen's throat.
He reached behind her, pulling up her skirt to expose her buttocks, kneading her flesh. Tommy watched his mother bouncing up and down against the man's crotch, listening to the sounds of her sucking his penis. He watched the man play with those soft, plump buttocks in the darkness.
"Keep going, kid," the man muttered. "Play with this slutty ass. Damn, fuck her—she's so horny." Hearing the man's words, Karen lifted her penis from his crotch, licking his urethra, and hissed at her son.
"That's right, fuck that slutty ass, baby! Let me suck your cock and get fucked at the same time!" Tommy turned around in his seat, loosening his pants and pulling them down. He pressed his penis against his mother's buttocks, searching for her vulva. His glans pressed against her anus, Tommy not yet realizing the difference. He began to penetrate her anus. Karen sensed it and thought she should make him realize he'd entered the wrong hole. But the harder he thrust, the more pleasurable it felt. She began to arch her back, feeling her son's penis head enter her anus. As her son's penis stretched open her hot little anus, she screamed excitedly as his full mouth of his penis filled her throat.
At that moment, Tommy realized where he was inserted. He remembered the anus he had seen when his mother was in the reverse position, and found that this hot little hole of his mother's was even tighter, hotter, and more stimulating. He began to fuck her anus, grabbing her buttocks and thrusting hard.
Karen shook her buttocks violently, moaning ecstatically, and sucking the man's penis with fervor. She pulled his large, heavy, hairy testicles from his pants and stroked them, her mouth sliding wildly back and forth on his large penis, her naked, white buttocks twisting, turning, and shaking for her son, her hot little anus stretched and stretched, making her extremely excited. With two hard penises simultaneously filling her anus and mouth, Karen's lewd passion began to surge. Her anus gripped her son's penis tightly, her drooling mouth wildly swallowing and spitting out the man's thick, hairy cock.
Tommy began to pant heavily, thrusting deeply into his mother's little anus. He watched in the darkness as her head bounced up and down. The man groaned, pressing Karen's head down. Karen made lewd, erotic smacking sounds as she sucked on the cock, swaying her hips to the rhythm of the thrusting in and out of her anus. One hand gripped the man's huge testicles, while the other violently rubbed her hot, throbbing clitoris. The heavy breathing was loud in the dark screening room, but all three were immersed in extremely stimulating lust, and no one paid any attention.
Tommy's throbbing cock slammed into Karen's anus, groaning as he ejaculated along the velvety intestinal wall into her buttocks, spraying thick, slippery semen overflowing Karen's buttocks. Feeling the ejaculation from his penis in her anus, Karen sucked on the man's large cock even more cruelly, licking and squeezing his hairy testicles with her tongue.
However, the sudden spray of thick semen made her choke for a moment, but she continued licking and swallowing. The man ejaculated a lot, much more than she had imagined. Her mouth was filled before she could swallow, and some semen seeped from the corners of her mouth.
After the man finished ejaculating, she licked his penis clean, licking back the semen that had seeped from the corners of her mouth and swallowing it. She sobbed and moaned with pleasure, her still-burning anus wriggling as she squeezed out her son's limp penis.
She lifted her face, and the man began to stuff his penis back into his pants.
“I’m not done yet,” Karen said, grabbing his penis. “You can still get hard, right?” “Yes,” the man whispered in reply.
Tommy looked at his mother and realized that her desires were almost bottomless, and he couldn’t possibly satisfy her completely by himself. He didn’t mind, though, because he also enjoyed watching his mother get fucked.
Karen caressed the man’s penis until it stood up again, adorably. She looked down at it in the dim light of the screening room, then stuck out her tongue and enveloped the testicles, licking them eagerly, sobbing softly.
“Are you going to fuck him, Mom?” Tommy whispered.
“Mom? Damn, what are you doing?” the man asked.
Karen sat up straight. “That’s none of your fucking business, buddy,” she said, grabbing his penis. “Do you want to do it?” “Damn it!” the man said, trying to look them both up and down. “Is this your son, madam?” Karen pulled her skirt down. "Does he have something to do with you? Let's do it." "Hey, you're right. Don't be angry, ma'am," the man said quickly. "As long as you're happy." "That's more like it," Karen said, grabbing his penis again. "So, do you want to fuck?" "Fuck, of course!" Karen straddled the man, facing him. The seat was small and cramped, but she always managed to find a comfortable position. She lifted her legs and placed them on the man's shoulders, leaning back against the seat in front of her. Tommy, holding up his skirt, watched as his mother swallowed his penis into her vagina. As he began to thrust, the man caressed her breasts with both hands; he knew she liked being touched and caressed.
Tommy thought the sound of their genitals colliding was too loud. He looked around and saw everyone staring at the screen, watching the naked breasts bouncing back and forth. He was no longer interested in the movie; there was something more exciting to watch. He watched his mother wriggle her hips, watching the man's penis move in and out of her vagina quickly.
Karen moaned softly and lasciviously, tilting her head back, not caring if anyone else was watching. She loved the man's huge cock thrusting in and out of her steaming cunt, she loved the way her son played with her breasts while watching her have sex with someone else.
"Oh, so good!" Karen whispered, twisting her hips. "Fuck so good! God, I fuck! I love big cocks!!" She writhed and ground her cunt against the man's penis, churning her plump buttocks in that narrow, disgusting space. She could feel the impending orgasm, her cunt twitching; her hairy labia sucked and squeezed the man's hot cock; she lost control of her buttocks, her plump flesh trembling erratically.
Tommy bent down and sucked on one of her breasts, taking the long, hard nipple into his mouth. Karen held her son's head tightly against her breast, whimpering and panting violently, the orgasm swelling inside her, waiting to explode.
"Oh, I'm coming!" she said, trying to control her voice as it threatened to explode. "Oh, it's coming!" The words escaped her lips with difficulty, her bubbling vulva contracting violently, steaming hot air. Her vagina tugged at the man's penis, the suction of her opening so strong that he could barely resist. A gurgling moan escaped her throat, a series of thick fluids shooting into Karen's greedy little mouth, Karen's body trembling with ecstasy. The orgasms surged almost continuously, showing no sign of fading even after the movie ended. Suddenly, the theater was illuminated. "Oh!" she cried out, quickly scrambling off the man and pulling up her shirt. She quickly pulled down her skirt and sat back down, glancing around at the departing crowd. She saw the man crossing his legs to cover his penis—he hadn't had time to tuck it back into his pants.
Tommy, on the other hand, had already put his pants on—when his mother started having sex with the man.
"I want to be friends with you," the man said, a smile he thought was his most charming.
"You'll get addicted."
Now, Karen was satisfied; she didn't want anything more to do with this man. “That’s it,” she said. “That’s enough.” “The phone?” The man added pressure.
“Time to go, Tommy,” Karen said, standing up.
The man reached under her skirt and grabbed her buttocks. “Come on, let’s have a good time.
You, me, and your son, madam.”
“Get away, you bastard,” Karen said, shaking her buttocks violently. “You’ve already done it. Enjoy your memories.”
Chapter Seven
After having a late-night snack at home, Karen and her son laughed and talked about the movie theater.
“It was hilarious,” she said, “that son of a bitch wanted to come to our house. Who does he think he is?” “He’s greedy, Mom.” “Yes,” she agreed. “It’s bastards like that that make me furious, Tommy. They’re not happy with what they get. They want long-term relationships. They feel excited and thrilled at first, but soon they become jealous and possessive, preventing the girl from continuing to be so seductive. They’re all bastards!” “Oh, baby.” She smiled at him. “Of course not. You’re quite comfortable with what I do, aren’t you? And you enjoy it, right?” Tommy nodded, grinning.
“You won’t be jealous or possessive of me anymore, will you, darling?” “I love watching you fuck, Mom,” he said. “Just as much as I love doing it.” “We’re a team, baby,” she said, stroking his young face. “We’re a perfect match.” “You know what I want to do?” he asked. “I want to fuck Cathy.” Karen grinned lewdly at him. “Who wouldn’t? She’s a sweet girl, her body is a fire. Why not fuck her?” Tommy blushed slightly. “I’m not sure what she thinks. She’s seen me a few times and grabbed me a few times, but I don’t know if she’d like it, Mom.” “Women are born to be fucked, it just depends on the person and the circumstances,” she said. “Maybe you need some help.” “What can you do?” “Remember what happened at the fast food restaurant?” “Of course, but that woman wanted to eat your cunt. Cathy wouldn’t do that, would she?” “Women all want to eat cunts, it just takes the right conditions. Tommy,” Karen laughed lewdly.
“Cathy wouldn’t,” Tommy insisted.
“Listen, I’ll tell you what she would do,” Karen said, sitting down next to her son. Her deep voice made him feel safe and excited. His penis hardened, and she took it out, cupping and caressing it with her hand, slowly stroking it as she spoke. Tommy touched his mother’s breasts, sucking on one and kneading the other, listening quietly to her story. He pulled her skirt up to her waist, caressing his mother’s smooth, delicate skin. Karen spread her legs, moaning as her son touched her cunt.
By the time she and Tommy finished explaining why she thought Cathy was willing to let him have sex with her, they were both very excited. Karen’s cunt was wet, and her clitoris was swollen and painful. She bent down and kissed her son's dripping glans, then pulled him up.
"I want it," she said hoarsely, kneading his penis. "Come with me, baby!" They crossed the hall to her bedroom. Karen quickly stripped off her clothes, tossing her skirt and shirt aside.
She stood with her legs apart, her hands caressing her vulva as she watched her son undress. His eyes gleamed at his mother's beautiful body, his penis bouncing, his testicles ready to fire.
Karen sat on the bed, raising her legs high, her hands gripping her thighs and spreading them wide, her thick pubic hair gleaming with desire. Maintaining her balance in this position, fire burned in her eyes.
"See something good, darling?" she said softly, watching his throbbing penis.
"I see a cunt, Mom."
"What are you going to do with the cunt you see?"
"Fuck it!" Tommy shouted as he rushed toward her. Grabbing his mother's raised legs, he thrust his penis in with a swift, powerful thrust.
"Oh...so good!" Karen whispered excitedly, closing her eyes. The intense pleasure of her son's rapid thrusts into her itchy vulva filled her entire body. "Hit it fast, Tommy! Oh, God...I love your fucking cock!" She moaned happily as her son pounded into her, her legs held high above her head, the wet clitoris making loud slapping sounds. As he plunged deep inside her, his testicles slapped her plump buttocks, her breasts heaving, and she let out beautiful sobs. Her perpetually itchy and burning vulva writhed, receiving her son's rapidly thrusting cock. The hard shaft rubbed against her sensitive labia majora, the shape of the glans clearly visible. Her labia minora gripped the cock tightly, curving into an unusually lewd arc, squeezing the shaft, releasing, then gripping again, like a baby sucking on a nipple, making smacking noises.
Karen writhed her hips, letting out wild, sweet moans. Her eyes closed, she was immersed in the tide of sex, savoring each thrust of his penis. Her hands gripped her breasts, trying to bring her hard nipples together, but to no avail. She cruelly squeezed her breasts, enjoying the pain, enjoying the thrusting of her son's penis inside her.
Tommy stood by the bed, his hands running down her calves to her trembling thighs, then down to grasp her slightly raised buttocks.
Looking down, he could see his mother's vagina, sucking his penis, her swollen, erect clitoris, and the curly pubic hair covering her groin. The temperature inside Karen's vagina was far too hot for a boy his age; the intense pleasure made his brain churn.
"Baby, baby, baby," Karen moaned repeatedly, her beautiful tongue licking her lips. "That's great, darling. That's fucking great! Oh... I want your delicious cock inside me forever! I love it, Tommy... I love your hard cock, I love your fucking dick, I love... Oh, you're going to fuck me to cum! So fast! So fucking fast, baby!" Tommy slowed his savage thrusting.
"No!" she urged. "I'm not saying you're fucking too fast! Keep fucking it like that! I'm coming too fast!
Ah... fuck mommy's horny ass, Tommy! Fuck me, fuck me!" Continuing his wild thrusting, Tommy's fingers dug into his mother's undulating ass cleft. His hips pounded wildly, leaving a blurry afterimage.
Karen's throat suddenly let out a sharp scream, her ass jerked up, her vagina convulsing and sucking his cock. Her flat stomach heaved violently, her whole body trembling naked.
Tommy could feel the power of his mother's orgasm. Her vagina contracted very strongly, gripping his cock as if trying to hold it forever. His swollen penis convulsed violently inside her vagina, and a dull ache began to throb in her testicles.
"Oh God, don't stop!" Karen cried out in a trembling voice, her mind reeling. "Never stop, baby! I want more!
My cunt is burning, I want more! Oh... Tommy, fuck me hard! Fuck me... I want to climax! Fuck me... Fuck me, darling!" Tommy gritted his teeth, struggling to hold back his ejaculation. His testicles tightened inside his penis, the dull ache growing more pronounced. He continued to thrust forcefully and rapidly into his mother's hairy, dripping, hot cunt.
Karen was hovering at the peak of orgasm after orgasm, every nerve in her body rejoicing. She swayed her head from side to side, screaming wildly, her buttocks trembling violently as she ground against his penis. Her legs were tightly wrapped around Tommy's neck.
Her fingers cruelly dug into her breasts, screaming, screaming, screaming.
Tommy could no longer hold back.
Semen churned and surged within his young testicles. He roared, his hot, throbbing cock plunging deep into his mother's convulsing, spasming vagina, his body stiffening. A loud, tormented growl escaped his throat, his engorged glans beginning to vomit deep into his mother's greedy mouth. Streams of semen splattered against the smooth, satin-like walls of her vagina, propelling Karen to even greater heights. Whether it was from above or below, the sensation in her mouth was an unparalleled pleasure, something she had always craved. She could feel the force of each spurt of semen.
Tommy groaned in pain, his semen filling his mother's entire vagina, his testicles pressing against her labia, his hands gripping her plump buttocks tightly. In his extreme excitement, he couldn't care less about the pain it might cause her. He gasped for air, his cock, still inside his mother, slowly sliding out of her vagina with a smacking sound, the glans popping as it left her baby mouth. His whole body relaxed, and he leaned forward onto his mother, his wet penis nestled between her buttocks, pressed against her vulva and anus.
Karen caressed her son's exhausted body. She was surprised by how intense and prolonged her orgasm had been. Her body was still aroused, feeling as if her youth had returned. After resting for a while, they lay close together on the bed, both feeling tired and sleepy after the vigorous activity. Holding her son, they drifted into a sweet dream.
The next morning, Karen woke up to find the light still on. She was a little confused for a moment; had someone come in last night?
Then she remembered the frenzy of the previous night; Tommy was sleeping loudly beside her, snoring.
She smiled, gazing lovingly at her son, who seemed even younger in her dream. She watched him like that, waiting for him to wake up, embrace him, kiss him, and surround him with her suffocating love. He lay sprawled out, his smooth chest breathing rhythmically. She stared at her son's morning erect penis, a couple of straight black hairs peeking out from the base.
His testicles were much larger than those of a young man his age, but she loved them—they held the bullets of her desire, the delicious semen to fill countless wombs.
Sitting up, she gently caressed his testicles. Tommy groaned softly in his sleep. She grasped his penis and slowly, gently stroked it, feeling the warmth and throbbing in her palm. She watched his glans, moisture gathering. She smeared her thumb over the urethra, then put it in her mouth, her tongue lightly licking the sticky fluid clinging to her thumb, savoring her son's fragrance. She clenched her fist again, watching the fluid seep from the glans. Tommy groaned again, but remained asleep. Karen continued to clench her palm, more slippery fluid flowing from the glans. Excitedly licking her lips, she leaned down, carefully licking the glans with the tip of her tongue, then smearing it over the glans. The taste sent shivers down her spine, and she sobbed softly. Her lips encircled the glans, her tongue darting into the urethral opening, swirling and licking. The hot, throbbing shaft slowly entering her mouth excitedly caused her legs to tense, clamping her bubbling labia.
When her lips finally reached the base of his penis, the smooth glans was already pressed against her throat. She remained motionless for a while, enjoying the dual stimulation of taste and sensation. She should wake him, but playing with his penis while he was unconscious was also very interesting. She began to slowly suckle up and down while stroking her vulva, gentle and sexy.
"Oh...wow!" Tommy woke up.
Karen continued to suckle, her tongue curling around the penis, pushing it towards her jaw, her lips tightly closed, slowly sliding upwards, finally swallowing the glans with a "pop.
" "Do you like waking me up like this, baby?"
"Great, Mom!"
Now that he was awake, Karen began to clench her fists and pump rapidly. More clear fluid oozed from the urethral opening, and she flicked her tongue to clean the glans.
"Keep sucking my cock!" Tommy urged, raising his hips.
Karen giggled lewdly as she swallowed his penis, rapidly moving her lips up and down to devour it, then suddenly slowing down to savor it, her hands kneading his testicles. Tommy groaned excitedly.
"Mmm," Karen murmured, pulling away from his penis. "Don't cum, darling. I love it when you cum in my mouth, but this morning I'm going to give you something different." She took his penis back into her mouth and sucked, her eyes fixed on her son's excited expression. Tommy reached out and played with his mother's breasts, watching her lips slide across his penis, feeling the warmth of her mouth and her lively tongue.
As the stimulation increased, Tommy began to thrust his penis actively. Karen stiffened her neck and remained still, groaning softly as she accepted her son's manipulation, her hands reaching onto his buttocks to help him thrust deeper. Her tongue consistently flicked and licked his penis as it moved in and out.
With his penis between her lips, Karen writhed on her side until her vulva was facing her son's head. One leg was stretched under Tommy's head, letting him rest his head on it, while the other leg was raised high, her eager vulva anticipating her son's kiss. Tommy turned around, grabbing his mother's plump buttocks with both hands, burying his face between her soft thighs, licking her hairy labia with his tongue, flicking her swollen clitoris, and penetrating deep into her hot, moist vagina. Karen also grabbed her son's firm buttocks, twisting her legs against his mouth, her mouth swallowing his penis and moaning softly.
They sucked on each other like this for a while, allowing their morning sexual desire to be fully released. Soft, erotic smacking sounds came from their genitals. They pulled each other's buttocks.
Then Karen pulled his penis out of her lips and pulled her buttocks away from her son's face, which was covered in filthy semen. She bent down, looking at her son through his thick, swollen vulva. “Darling, I need you inside me,” she murmured softly. “I need it to feel in my ass. Fuck my ass, baby.” Tommy immediately knelt on the bed, ready to get up, but she stopped him.
“No, I’m on top,” she said.
Tommy rolled back onto the bed, his cock erect, glistening with his mother’s wet saliva, incredibly erotic. Karen straddled her son, grabbed his cock, and pressed the glans into her tight, wrinkled anus.
Tommy looked at his mother, at her tearful, aggrieved vulva, split open from squatting, and the thick, long, curly pubic hair surrounding it. Karen began to relax her anal muscles and lower her hips, feeling the pressure of the hot glans against her burning anus. Her eyes began to lose their luster, the frenzied stimulation of impending penetration assaulting her brain.
“Oh…it feels so good!” she whimpered, continuing to slowly descend. "Your cock is almost completely inside my ass, Tommy!" Karen moved slowly, trying to relax the anal ring and feel the pleasure of her anus being stretched open by the glans. Just as the ridge of the glans disappeared into the relaxed soft flesh, the anal ring suddenly tightened, gripping her son's swollen glans tightly. She breathed a sigh of relief; the still-exposed hard cock was no longer a problem. Her buttocks continued to slowly sink, enjoying the burning pleasure at the bottom.
When there was no trace of the entire cock outside, Karen let out a long breath, sitting there grinning at her son.
"It's all in, Tommy," she chuckled. "My ass has eaten your cock. It's a trophy it's going to keep forever." The anal ring writhed, squeezing the base of the cock. Tommy grabbed his mother's knees and tried to push upwards, but his mother was too heavy, and his buttocks didn't budge.
“No, you lie still—let me do it. Let Mommy’s sexy asshole fuck you.” Karen’s ass began to lift and sink, her tight asshole fucking her son’s cock. Tommy could see her vulva, the pubic hair parted to the sides, and feel the lustful fluid flowing into her groin. He was incredibly aroused, gripping his mother’s knees tightly with both hands.
The feeling around his cock was so intense, the asshole gripping so tightly, an uncontrollable tremor spreading throughout his body from the base of his cock.
“I’m turning around,” Karen said.
Carefully maintaining the intimacy with his cock, she began to turn. Halfway around, she stopped, continuing to stroke his cock.
“Do you like it, darling?” “It’s wonderful, Mommy
!”
She turned to face him and fucked him for a while, the heat from the friction in the airless space having nowhere to escape, scorching her intestinal walls and the shaft. She could feel his cock, buried deep inside her, getting harder, throbbing like a drum. She continued to rotate on his cock until her back was to his face, her ass still at the base.
Tommy stared intently at his mother's parted buttocks, watching her small anus stretched round by his penis. Grabbing his mother's buttocks with both hands, he breathed heavily with excitement—an unparalleled dual stimulation of sight and senses. The scene was as erotic, lewd, and obscene as Karen had anticipated. Her buttocks began to pound against his penis, her anus almost detaching from the shaft before each thrust.
"See that, Tommy?" she hummed in a low, hoarse voice.
"See how my little asshole fucks your penis?"
"Watching, Mom!"
"Look at Mommy's ass, Tommy! Watch Mommy's ass fuck you! Watch Mommy's asshole fuck your delicious, hard cock!" Each thrust from his mother slammed his testicles into her steaming vulva. His testicles felt like they were being showered in her vaginal fluids, intensifying their lewd pleasure. Her buttocks slapped and twisted against his penis, drawing it deeper into her hot anus. Without any effort, Karen's anus was constantly pounding and squeezing.
Karen held her testicles in her hand, pressing them into her vagina each time her anus gripped the base of his penis, grinding and circling it, screaming.
"Oh...this is so exciting, Tommy!"
"Me too, Mommy!"
Karen began to fuck wildly, her orgasm swelling in her lower abdomen. While pounding his penis, she gripped his testicles tightly, making the penis inside her anus even bigger and harder. Tommy began to groan, his bare testicles twitching.
Karen shuddered violently, her anus contracting tightly around his penis. Her buttocks, clamping the hard penis, slammed heavily into his groin, his testicles forced into her vagina, twisting and grinding desperately. She orgasmed.
Tommy felt the suffocating force of his penis in his lower body and his testicles soaked in the hot, wet vaginal fluid; he could no longer hold back.
Waves of shockwaves pounded into Karen's anus, propelling her to the peak of ecstasy. Karen lay limp on her son's lap, her anus still tightly gripping him, throbbing nervously.
Chapter Eight.
Karen and Tommy took a bath together, a habit they both enjoyed. Of course, there was always some physical contact.
After so many days, Karen was still amazed and delighted by her son's penis's ability to recover. By the time they finished bathing, Tommy was also hard, his penis standing erect. She smiled happily and stroked it with both hands.
"You're amazing, Tommy," she said. "Your penis got hard again so quickly. Not every man can do that. I think I should keep you and your penis with me forever." "Today we're going to test if Cathy really will eat it," he said.
"Remember what I taught you last night?"
He nodded.
"She will, darling." She kissed her son's forehead, her fist stroking his penis.
"Trust me."
"But what do we do now, so hard, Mom?"
"Masturbate," she teased. "Or fuck it."
"Fuck it?" he asked.
"Hmm, I think it should work, but I'm really not very good at it." "You're kidding me, Mom," he laughed.
"Of course, darling." She laughed and squatted down, the shower water droplets pattering against her back. She kissed the head of his penis, looked into her son's eyes, and fondled his penis against her cheek.
Tommy moved his hips, pressing the head of his penis against his mother's lips, and Karen groaned softly as she opened her lips—his penis was back! She wrapped her arms around her son's buttocks, letting his penis penetrate even deeper, her eyes still teasing him with pleasure. Tommy grabbed his mother's head and began to fuck her mouth, which was wrapped around his penis. Karen's throat gurgled, enjoying the pleasure of each slap of her testicles against her jaw. Her lips were tightly closed, rotating and sucking on her son, holding his buttocks and pushing him forward. She loved the feeling of his penis sliding across her tongue and bumping around her throat.
Tommy held his mother's head, watching his penis thrust in and out of her hot mouth.
He didn't think there was anything wrong with getting an erection so quickly after ejaculating—it had been like this ever since his little brother started ejaculating. But his mother liked his quick recovery, which made him happy and excited. Because whenever he got hard, his mother would deal with his erection in all sorts of ways.
She craved her son's penis, especially the feeling of his semen shooting into her throat. Each time he ejaculated into her mouth, filling it and flowing down her esophagus, she trembled with excitement. It was even more thrilling than vaginal sex. Sometimes, she wanted to use her mouth to penetrate his hard, hot, throbbing penis, sliding her lips back and forth along its shaft, licking it with her tongue; other times, she would hold her mouth shut, letting his penis move on its own, penetrating her mouth and down her throat.
Now, she held her son's buttocks, her lips enveloping his penis, letting him hold her head and fuck her mouth.
She loved it, loved it when her son saw their direct connection, saw his penis appear and disappear between her lips.
Her excited nipples pressed hard against her knees, rubbing until they were red and sore.
Tommy slowly fucked his mother's mouth, enjoying the tightness of her lips and the warmth of her oral cavity.
Karen moaned with pleasure, the overwhelming sensation making her dizzy. Just as her mouth brought Tommy pleasure, the pulsating contractions of her vulva between her legs were sending her unparalleled excitement and stimulation. The shower droplets on her back added to the eroticism.
"It's so good, Mom," Tommy whispered. "Your mouth is so good. Hot, wet, and tight. I love fucking your mouth, Mom! Ah...you feel so good, so fucking good!" She winked at him happily, answering him with gentle, joyful eyes. She could suck like this for hours without getting tired, feeling the cock inside her mouth perfectly, so comfortably. Even with the glans in her throat, she could breathe freely. His cock wasn't big enough to suffocate her yet. But she knew it would grow bigger eventually, and she knew how to handle it then.
She reached out and kneaded his testicles, pressing them against her chin, while her other hand pushed against his buttocks, indicating that she wanted to suck deeper. She moaned happily, her lips swirling at the base of his cock, his testicles rubbing against her chin.
The hot, swollen glans was lodged in her throat, sending shivers down her spine. She could feel the fluid from the urethral opening flowing down her throat.
Tommy began thrusting again.
He panted heavily, his testicles tightening and stiffening, his thrusts quickening, his small body trembling. This was the signal of ejaculation. Karen began rapidly flicking her tongue, her lips circling the thrusting penis. The penis in her mouth grew thicker, hotter, and longer.
"Mommy, I want..." Tommy thrust faster and faster into her wet, hot mouth. He thrust so fast that several times his penis was pulled out completely. The base of his penis almost cruelly ravaged her lips, his testicles thumping against her jaw. The savage thrusting made her testicles, swollen with semen, boil. Karen was incredibly excited—she even wished he could be more violent.
Her sensual moans conveyed her excitement and desire. Her lips, tongue, mouth, and throat became desperate for the penis to violently ejaculate delicious semen. She gripped his taut buttocks tightly with both hands and pushed him violently, her beautiful lips ravaging him even more wildly. Tommy gurgled in his throat, his chin pressed against his chest, his wide eyes fixed on the rapidly moving penis.
Then, the penis suddenly slipped out.
"Oh…!" Karen protested.
She opened her mouth wide, trying to grab her son's penis before he ejaculated.
But it was too late.
Tommy groaned in agony, semen spraying from the urethral opening onto his mother's face. He couldn't control himself, ejaculating continuously. Thick semen splattered on Karen's face, from her forehead to her chin, covering her entire face, even her hair. Her mouth was wide open, her tongue successfully catching a few drops of semen. Her hands still gripped her son's buttocks, semen dripping down her chin onto her breasts.
When the penis stopped throbbing violently, her lips finally grasped the glans, sucking out the last few drops of semen from the urethral opening and swallowing them hungrily. With the glans in her mouth, Karen spat the semen onto her face and her full, erect breasts. She moaned softly, her vulva twitching between her legs.
Tommy plopped down on the shower floor, panting. "Sorry, Mom, I couldn't control myself." "Mmm, don't be sorry, my ex," she said. "It's good for your skin too." She stood up and put her face under the shower to wash off the semen, then washed her hair. Then they dried each other. Karen teased her son's penis and testicles, making him jump around her, and they laughed happily.
"Tommy, are you going to fuck Cathy today?" Karen asked. She was wearing white shorts that perfectly accentuated her plump buttocks, and the cleft of her vulva was clearly visible. A tight little bra was tied on top, and her nipples were conspicuously erect.
"I want to try, Mom," he replied, pulling on his swim trunks.
"No, darling," she said. “You’re going to fuck her, not just try.” “You seem really sure I can do it?” “I know you can, darling.” She looked at him, hoping to see the outline of his glans through his swim trunks.
“Do as I say, and I’m almost certain Cathy will fuck you.”
“Where are you going?”
“From the kitchen watching you two. You don’t want me to miss out, do you?” Tommy laughed. “Then you’ll get really excited too.” Karen said, raising her hand. “I’m helping you.” Tommy took his mother’s hand, kissed her palm, and then sucked on her fingers.
“Okay,” Karen said. “Just stay hard, and Cathy will come and fuck you without you even trying.” Tommy called Cathy and invited her swimming. Then he hung up and went into the backyard, sat by the pool, and dipped his legs in the water. Cathy came out of the side door wearing her tiny bikini.
Karen watched from the kitchen. Tommy was doing exactly what he had taught her. He waved to the pretty girl and then lifted one leg onto the edge of the pool. Because his penis was almost hard again, the glans peeked out from the side of his swim trunks.
Cathy saw Tommy's erect penis. She walked over to Tommy, boldly looking at his penis, a slight smile on her pretty face. Karen could see the girl's bikini bottom tucked into her buttocks, her plump little buttocks exposed. Licking her lips, she watched her son pull down his swim trunks, fully exposing his penis. Cathy's face flushed slightly, and she jumped into the pool. When she resurfaced, Tommy was already openly masturbating, his hand on his penis.
"You'll get caught!" Karen heard Cathy say, the girl watching his fist with interest.
"It's okay," Tommy replied, continuing to stroke. "It feels so good, you can keep watching if you want, Cathy." "Are you going to make your penis squirt?" the girl asked as she swam over. "I've never seen that before, Tommy." The excitement in Cathy's voice infected Karen, who gazed out the window.
"I should be able to," Tommy said, removing his hand from his erect penis. “Not now, though.” He jumped into the pool and started swimming, and as Cathy prepared to climb onto the platform, he was behind her. Karen saw her son suddenly grab the bottom of Cathy’s bikini and pull it open.
Cathy screamed and tried to pull her swimsuit back up, but it was too late. Her white buttocks gleamed in the sunlight, and she jumped onto the platform, turning to face Tommy, who was laughing heartily.
“You need to sunbathe your butt, Cathy,” he said. “Too white.” The girl quickly pulled her bikini back up, glancing furtively toward the house.
“Is your mother home, Tommy?”
“No, why do you ask?”
“I don’t want her to see what you just did.”
“What did I do?” Tommy asked innocently.
“Trying to pull my bikini off, you clever little devil!”
She laughed as she splashed water at Tommy with her legs. Tommy grabbed her feet and pulled her into the pool, and Cathy screamed excitedly. The water churned, and Karen could only see a splash. Then Cathy suddenly appeared, still screaming. Tommy popped her head out a few feet away, waving her bikini.
"Give it back!" Cathy yelled. "I can't get out without clothes on." "Why? You've seen my cock," Tommy said. "Now you should let me see your pussy." "I know what you all think when you see a girl," Cathy said. "You want to put it in, you all do!" "I won't, Cathy. I swear. Just one look. I won't touch you." "Swear?" "With my life." The girl slowly climbed onto the edge of the pool, her legs tightly closed. The outline of her bikini, tanned by the sun, aroused Karen. Except for the white flesh under her bikini, the girl's whole body was a beautiful golden tan.
Cathy giggled mischievously, quickly opening and closing her legs.
"Oh, I didn't see it, Cathy," Tommy explained. "Come on, let me see it." "Will you give me back my clothes?" "Of course." Karen stared at the girl's open legs for a while. Tommy, his eyes red, stared at the pretty girl's pink, delicate vulva and began to swim towards the edge of the pool. Cathy stepped back. "You promised you wouldn't touch me!" Tommy had already climbed up by the time she stood up. Her bikini floated in the middle of the pool. Tommy laughed and pounced on the girl. "I lied," he said.
The girl dodged Tommy, and Karen heard the girl's shrill laughter. She swayed her small, white buttocks as she ran away.
Just then, Cathy slipped on the grass and fell face-first.
Tommy grabbed her before she could get up. He ripped off her swim trunks, his penis erect. He didn't penetrate her, but just grabbed her buttocks, one hand around her waist, the other caressing her buttocks. Karen could see her soft little buttocks, and the pink vulva protruding between Cathy's thighs. Cathy stopped struggling and grinned as she looked.
"You lied to me," Cathy said, her voice becoming somewhat seductive. She knelt on all fours, her bare buttocks swaying slightly. “You promised you wouldn’t touch me.” “You always grab my dick, Cathy,” Tommy said, his hand sliding down one of her buttocks, cupping her vulva, pressing down. “I just want to get my revenge.” “I guess I can’t stop you, right?” “You want me to stop?”
“I… uh, maybe not, Tommy,” Cathy said. “Are you sure your mother’s not home?” Tommy didn’t answer. He rubbed Cathy’s hot pussy, then inserted a finger into her vagina. Karen heard the girl gasp, but her naked buttocks swayed, and she didn’t try to stop Tommy.
“What are you going to do, Tommy?” Karen heard Cathy whimper, the girl’s voice becoming sexy.
“You just want to have some fun with me, don’t you?”
Karen laughed; she knew Cathy wanted her son’s dick inside her sweet pussy right now. She was right—Cathay just needed her son to make the first move. This girl desperately wanted sex, desperately wanted it.
Tommy withdrew his fingers from Cathy's already wet vulva and knelt down behind her raised buttocks. Karen saw her son kiss Cathy's smooth little buttocks. The girl let out a surprised scream.
"Are you going to do that to me, Tommy?" Cathy said, her buttocks swaying slowly. "Are you going to put your cock in?" "Do you want to?" "Um...you need to make sure your mother isn't home."
Tommy steadied Cathy's naked buttocks, watching her twist and rotate as if searching for his swollen glans.
Grabbing his cock, Tommy attached the glans to Cathy's pink, swollen vulva. Karen watched her son's cock slide into Cathy's tender cunt, listening to Cathy's sexy, wanton moans.
"Oh, you're really fucking me, Tommy!"
Tommy had already penetrated her cunt, he grabbed her buttocks and thrust hard inside. Cathy let out a soft cry, twisting her buttocks, trying to keep up with his rhythm.
Karen watched and stroked her inner thighs, genuinely pleased that she hadn't worn underwear beforehand. She found it incredibly exciting—watching two young men having sex by the pool in the sunshine.
It turned out her earlier guess that Cathy was a little slut was correct. Now she knew that Cathy grabbing Tommy's penis earlier wasn't childish play; it was a way of seducing her son to fuck her. Her weak resistance and slight protests were just a performance.
Tommy's ass thrust back and forth. Karen couldn't see the penis entering her vagina from the side, but it was still incredibly arousing. Cathy lowered her head, thrusting her slutty little ass towards Tommy, moaning loudly, her hair swirling on the grass.
Chapter Nine:
Watching her son and little Cathy having sex, Karen felt unusually excited. She unzipped her shorts and reached inside, touching her own vulva.
Seeing her son pull his penis out of the girl's vagina, she almost orgasmed. Tommy sat on the grass, his penis gleaming obscenely in the sunlight. Cathy lay on her side beside him, watching Tommy; it was hard to tell what she was thinking from her expression, but her eyes held a sadness. But that didn't mean anything, because it was obvious she enjoyed being fucked.
After a while, Cathy took off her top, revealing her small breasts. Karen watched the girl stand up.
Tommy also watched Cathy's lovely naked body bathed in the scorching sun. Two white lines marked her golden skin, and although she was young, the beginnings of beauty were already visible. Her breasts were small, with tiny pink nipples just starting to develop.
"We shouldn't do this, Tommy," Karen heard the girl say. "I'm too small." "We're the same age," Tommy replied.
"Boys are different," Cathy said, making Tommy even more confused.
"Why did you take your top off, Cathy?"
"So you could see," the girl replied. "Because...because I won't be coming back." "Oh, Cathy, what's wrong?" "I told you, we shouldn't do this, and if I came back, we'd do it again. I don't think I'm old enough to do this." Karen was as confused as her son. She couldn't understand what Cathy meant. She knew the little girl had indeed enjoyed it just now, but now she seemed to have done something wrong. Tommy looked down at his penis, which had been erect again but now looked listless.
"We don't need to do anything," Tommy said. "Just swimming and chatting!" "No," Cathy said. "I'll still want to see your penis and grab it, and the same thing will happen. I can't control myself." "Why, Cathy?"
"Because...because it feels so good."
"Me too," Tommy said.
Karen understood. She was telling Tommy she wanted to do it, because she wanted it so badly that she couldn't stop him. This little girl had good taste for her age. She understood, or at least thought, that it was necessary not to have sex before she could control her desires.
Karen had been through this phase too, but she chose to indulge herself and derive pleasure from it. Clearly, Cathy was a little scared of the pleasure she was experiencing.
She watched Cathy put on her bikini and prepare to leave. Tommy looked very frustrated, so Karen felt she needed to step in and salvage the situation. She opened the door, and her son quickly pulled on his swim trunks. Cathy blushed when she saw Karen approaching.
"Hi, Mrs. Morgan," she said politely in her sweet voice. "I didn't know you were home." "Just got back," Karen lied. "How's the water, kids?" "It's warm," Tommy said. "Want to go in, Mom?" "I'm not wearing a swimsuit," Karen said, ruffling her son's hair. She was standing between the pool and her son.
Before she could even react, she was enveloped in warm water. Then she surfaced, spitting out water.
Tommy stood at the edge of the pool, laughing.
"See, the water's warm, Mom," he said.
"You little..." Before he could finish, Tommy flew into the pool, grabbed her legs underwater, and then his hands began to grope her buttocks and crotch. Then he surfaced laughing.
"You wait, Cathy!" he shouted, climbing out of the pool to grab Cathy, who ran away giggling.
Karen climbed out of the pool, soaking wet. Her little bib and white shorts were now transparent, like a pane of glass. Her alluring breasts and nipples, and the triangular patch of pubic hair, were clearly visible. She stood with her legs apart and hands on her hips, watching her son across the pool try to throw Cathy into the water.
The play suddenly stopped; the two little ones had seen Karen. Tommy chuckled as he looked at his mother. Cathy seemed a little flustered. Karen stood there confidently, letting them watch, seemingly unconcerned that Cathy was watching. Then she turned and lay down on the lounge chair by the pool, stretching out her limbs and spreading her legs. Karen stared at Cathy, knowing the little girl would have a hard time looking away.
Then, without a word, Cathy picked up her towel and left through the back door, glancing back at Karen as she went.
"I think she's angry, Mom," Tommy said, walking around the pool and sitting at the foot of the lounge chair, one hand touching Karen's calf.
“She’s not angry, darling, she’s furious,” Karen said, “and maybe a little afraid of herself.” “Why is she furious?” “She saw you looking at me, and she’s jealous.”
“Why is she afraid?”
“Because she’s conflicted, wanting to fuck but not wanting to fuck, or maybe this will help you understand something?” “Oh, a little,” Tommy said, touching his mother’s knee as he moved upwards.
Karen’s thigh trembled as she glanced at the swollen area in front of her son’s swim trunks. His legs were spread wide, his shorts already soaked, and dark pubic hair outlined the cleft of his vulva. Tommy was staring at it, caressing his trembling thighs.
“You’re hard, Tommy,” Karen murmured softly after a while.
“Yeah,” he replied. “Shall we go in?”
“Why?” she asked.
“I think I want your pussy.”
“You think?” Karen teased. “Not sure?”
“Sure.” Tommy grinned, his hand sliding up his thigh and grasping his vulva. “At least I’m sure of my dick.” “Unzip my fly,” she muttered. She turned her back to him, letting him unzip it, then lay back down, lifting her buttocks.
“Take it off,” she said.
Tommy obediently pulled off his mother’s shorts, while Karen loosened her bodice and tossed it onto the grass. Lying back down with her legs spread, she saw her son staring intently between her legs, as if it were the first time he’d seen his own vulva.
His penis was standing erect in his swim trunks.
“Take off the fucking shorts, baby,” a deep, hoarse voice said.
“Cathy might be back,” Tommy said.
“Oh, and I have to help you take them off?”
Tommy twisted his hips as he pulled off his swim trunks, his penis erect. Passion gleamed in her eyes, and Karen’s fist cupped her son’s penis, slowly stroking it. "Fuck me, Tommy. Fuck me here, in the sunlight." "But Cathy might..." "Tommy, do you mind if she sees us fucking?"
"Ugh, no!"
"Then shut up and fuck me!"
Karen wriggled, moving her ass to the edge of the deck chair, her legs spread wide. Tommy bent his legs, his cock piercing the bullseye of her cunt with perfect accuracy. The long-suppressed excitement finally found release, and Karen let out a long cry. Her
cunt, already unusually excited since seeing her son fuck Cathy, hadn't cooled down at all even while immersed in the pool water.
Tommy's cock brought her to a small orgasm the moment it entered.
"Oh, fuck, that's amazing!" she screamed, her cunt contracting and convulsing. "Fuck me, fuck your mother's cunt!
Tommy, fuck your mother's cunt!"
She arched her hips, her plump, juicy labia rubbing against her son's throbbing penis. Tommy knelt on the grass, grabbing his mother's thighs, watching intently as she fucked him. Her writhing ass swayed up and down, her vulva searing his cock.
"Slide in... stab in... thrust in!" Karen cried, her ass dancing lasciviously. "Fuck my cunt, baby! Oh, pound your beloved hard cock into Mommy's slutty cunt! Give it to me, Tommy! Oh, give it all to me!" "Cathy will hear you," he warned.
"Fuck Cathy!" Karen shouted. "You're fucking me, not her! Fuck me until I'm good, darling!
Oh God... fuck me until I pee!"
Tommy had seen his mother's frenzied side many times before. Once she entered this state, there was only one thing he could do—fuck her relentlessly. He began thrusting violently into her vagina, his hips moving rapidly back and forth, accompanied by the squelching sounds of fucking. Karen twisted her hips, grinding against her son, her eyes closed, her mouth half-open, moaning ecstatically. Her knuckles, gripping the edge of the deck chair, were white from blood loss.
The warm sunlight bathed her body, and being in the open space by the backyard pool only intensified Karen's arousal, making her feel more wanton than ever before. Cathy might be watching—further amplifying the intense pleasure on her curvaceous body.
Whether the little girl was actually watching or not, the mere possibility made Karen's blood rush faster.
Her vagina slammed shut against her son's firm penis and then opened again. The moment the glans first pushed open her sensitive labia, she began to linger in a cloud of orgasm, wave after wave of intense stimulation. Her vaginal muscles, gripping his penis, undulated and sucked fiercely, providing both of them with an extremely stimulating sensory experience.
Tommy's testicles slapped against his mother's undulating buttocks, even reaching Karen's vulva, feeling the contractions and spasms of her orgasm. This stimulated him to thrust even harder.
Karen bent her legs, pulling her knees back to press against her breasts, offering her thighs to her son, tears of ecstasy streaming down her face. She had never experienced such a sustained orgasm; she was almost going crazy, her body feeling as if it had been wrung dry. But the orgasms continued to erupt between her burning thighs. Her mind was not on her son, only on his penis.
Her knees rubbed against her nipples, her head tilted back, gasps and cries escaping from her tight throat.
Tommy pounded rapidly, his orgasms churning within his throbbing testicles. His penis was withdrawn from her vulva and then thrust back in. Karen's raised buttocks moved wildly and unconsciously, welcoming and twisting. When his penis plunged back into her vulva, the semen in her testicles began to overflow. Karen screamed.
In his haste, Tommy accidentally went into the wrong hole, his penis entering Karen's anus.
"Keep going, fuck it!" Karen screamed. "Fuck my ass, Tommy! Shoot in my ass! Oh, baby, feed your mom's horny little asshole!" The anus kneaded and squeezed the penis, the urethral opening gushing out semen, converging into a river that joyfully nourished the parched riverbed.
Karen let out a long howl, its sound piercing the sunlit air and soaring into the sky.
Exhausted, Tommy lay sprawled on top of his mother. His penis slid out of her anus, dangling between Karen's plump buttocks. Karen held her son tightly, sobbing softly, stroking Tommy's back and hair. She kissed the top of her son's head and whispered in his ear, "This is the best so far, baby." Tommy climbed off his mother, her wrinkled anus oozing thick, white semen, her vulva still contracting and expanding, her pink labia gleaming with an obscene light.
“It’s a bit crazy, fucking here,” he said, grinning and looking down at her.
“How many more times can you do this, Tommy?” Karen was astonished. “I’ve already come three times today, and it’s only this afternoon.” “I don’t know, Mom,” Tommy puffed out his chest. “But I used to masturbate five times a day.” “My God,” she laughed. “I have a son who can go on an endless blast! Interested in trying to break the twelve-time record?” “That would kill me, Mom.”
"That's not necessarily true." She sat up, grinning. "From a dick perspective, you're better than any man I know." She retrieved her shorts and undershirt, crumpling them in her hands. "I'm going to prepare a sumptuous steak and lots of raw eggs for you. You need to replenish your energy. At least that dick's energy." She turned and walked towards the house, her fair, plump buttocks swaying alluringly.
Chapter Ten:
Kitchen, Dining Table. Karen sat next to her son, still naked, happily watching him devour the sumptuous lunch she had carefully prepared. Her hands played with his penis and testicles between his thighs. She was pleased to find his penis regaining its vigor, stroking the shaft, feeling it stretch interestingly. She caressed his bald, hairless testicles, twisting them, then returning them to the penis.
"I can never get enough of it," she said, squeezing his penis. “And you must never even think about sleeping with your stepmother, never. I’ll let you fuck every cunt you can. I admit I’m a little jealous of your stepmother, Tommy.” “She won’t let me, Mom.”
“She probably won’t at first,” Karen said, “but you’ve learned a lot, and I don’t think you’ll have any problem getting into her panties, or other girls’ panties, things like that.” “Cathy won’t let me anymore,” he said.
“I can’t be sure about that.”
“I’m sure.”
“We’ll see,” Karen murmured, sliding off the chair and crawling under the table.
She parted her son’s knees and kissed his thighs with her tongue. She flicked his young testicles with her tongue and then sucked them into her mouth. Karen enjoyed her son’s balls, caressing his thighs and buttocks, feeling his body tremble with excitement.
His penis touched her nose and forehead, increasing her desire. She let his balls slide out of her mouth, her tongue licking down his shaft to the swollen glans. She curled her tongue around the smooth glans, rubbing it against the red meatus. With a soft moan, she swallowed the penis until the glans was at the back of her throat. Her lips moved around the base of the penis, trying to push the glans down her throat. Tommy pulled his chair back so he could see his mother under the table. His buttocks slid to the edge of the chair, and he lifted his legs onto Karen's shoulders. Karen pulled back, staring intently at her son's groin. Beneath his adorable testicles, his wrinkled anus was playfully winking at her. Driven by instinctive lust, she kissed her son's anus. His anus was hot and tight, still pulling at her pressed lips.
She cradled his buttocks and began licking from the anus, then the testicles, then the penis, sucking on the glans, and then licking all the way down.
She loved the feel of his anus, his testicles, and the penis lying on her tongue. She loved pressing her face against his groin, feeling his adorable testicles and hard cock against her face, nose, and jaw. It brought a different sensation and stimulation than between her slender thighs. It felt amazing and lewd, especially with her son's feet on her shoulders.
Pulling her face back, she cupped one breast, rubbing the nipple against his anus. "I'm going to fuck your little asshole with this." She pressed hard, but the nipple couldn't penetrate the tight anus. She held her breast, stroking his buttocks and testicles with her nipple. Pulling his erect cock, she smeared the clear fluid seeping from the urethra onto her nipple. Then she began licking, her tongue rapidly licking his anus between his firm buttocks, then his testicles and cock. She loved the throbbing cock on her tongue, loved the testicles rolling and twisting on her tongue, loved the contractions of his anus under the pressure of her tongue.
As Karen licked his testicles and anus, Tommy's cock pressed tightly against his lower abdomen. As her tongue licked his anus, his penis twitched and throbbed, and clear semen dripped from his urethra into her navel. She licked along the shaft to the glans, then dipped her tongue into her navel to lick away the slippery semen.
"I'm going to eat your horny asshole, baby," she growled lasciviously. "I'm going to lick your little asshole until it feels good!" She pressed her lips tightly against his anus and sucked hard, her tongue flicking rapidly. She straightened her tongue and slid it in, hard. Tommy gasped, feeling the tongue thrusting in and out of his anus. He couldn't see anything except his mother's nose and the rolling testicles above her eyes. His penis was hard against her lower abdomen, and his hand was behind his mother's head.
Karen moaned softly, tongue-raping her son. Why hadn't she thought of doing this before? She wondered.
The pleasure her son had felt while fucking her anus was still fresh in her mind; she should know he must have felt the same way.
Since she only had her tongue and not a penis, Karen began to fuck her son's ass even harder. Moreover, the pleasure from the tongue was greater than that from the vagina, and she didn't tire as easily as other women.
Reaching up, she pressed her hand against his lower abdomen, pressing his penis against his genitals, her tongue playfully thrusting in and licking.
His penis was throbbing violently; if she didn't take further action, he would ejaculate his belly full of semen.
And that was exactly what Tommy was doing.
"Oh, Mom!" he groaned as he ejaculated.
Karen watched her son ejaculate, his anus contracting and clenching his tongue. Nothing she could do now would help; she could only continue to tongue-stimulate his tight anus until it was over. She wanted her son to be comfortable; if she pulled her tongue out to catch the semen now, it would affect his pleasure.
When his penis stopped ejaculating, Karen pulled her tongue out and licked his testicles and penis. She took the shaft into her mouth, sucking up the remaining semen. Then she stretched her tongue out long to lick the semen off his lower abdomen, sticky liquid smearing her beautiful face.
“Oh,” she stood up, “I’m going to take a bath, Tommy. By myself! You can look, but you can’t touch.” “Why, Mom? We always bathe together now.” “Because I want you to save some energy,” she said. “I have an idea for Cathy.” “She won’t fuck me anymore,” he said. “That’s not certain,” Karen replied as she went into the bathroom, Tommy following behind, watching his mother’s plump buttocks sway naturally with her movements. “But if she won’t, plenty of girls will.” “You mean like that woman at the fast food restaurant?”
“Yes,” Karen said, starting to fill the bathtub. “I want you to stay out for a few hours, honey. After I shower, you go out and find something else to do. I’ll try and see.” “With Cathy?” “Who else?” Karen soaked in the
bathtub for a long time, thinking about how best to do it. Cathy was so young, it was very likely she was scared, which was not the conclusion Karen hoped for. Just then, she heard her son close the door.
Karen noticed the way Cathy looked at her and her eyes were similar to how older women looked at her. Cathy wasn't one of those old ladies, but she was still a woman. If she was right, there was nothing to stop her. If she was wrong, there was nothing to lose.
After putting on her dress and blouse and combing her hair, Karen called Cathy. Cathy was a little nervous, but Karen was very friendly and kind, and they quickly became old friends. Karen didn't mention the swimming pool. She told Cathy how lovely she was, and then, as if on a whim, invited her over for some Coke.
"Maybe not, Mrs. Morgan," Cathy replied. "I'm all alone at home, I can't leave the house." "Will you be punished or something for it, dear?" "Oh, no. I'm all alone at home, I just shouldn't have left." "Were your parents home when you came over to swim with my son?" Cathy chuckled. “No, I snuck over.”
“When are your parents coming home?”
“They said sometime before midnight.”
“Then why don’t you sneak over and grab a Coke with me? Tommy’s out, so I’m all alone, just like you.” “Okay,” Cathy said.
Hanging up, Karen rewarded herself with a smile. Cathy sounded a little excited, especially when she mentioned she was alone too.
Five minutes later, Karen opened the door for the pretty girl. Cathy had changed into a cute little sundress. Her pretty knees were showing, and her small breasts swelled up under the dress.
"Please sit down, darling, I'll go get the Coke." When Karen returned, Cathy was already sitting on the sofa, careless about her skirt like any other girl her age. Karen could see her slender thighs and the outline of her panties. This made her drool and her vulva twitch. She had originally planned to sit next to Cathy, but now she sat on the floor opposite her. This way she could see those beautiful thighs, hoping to see even higher.
Karen and Cathy talked about boys, about how many boyfriends Cathy had, whether they had kissed, and so on.
Cathy chattered away, twisting her body on the sofa, very comfortable. The more she moved, the more was exposed. When Karen saw Cathy's tight panties, she could hardly control her primal desires. Sitting on the floor, Karen bent her legs, her chin resting on her knees. Since she was completely naked under her skirt and shirt, it was as if she was showing her hairy vulva to the girl. Although nothing had happened yet, being seen like this still felt incredibly arousing to Karen.
Deliberately, no longer concealing her desire, Karen glanced at Cathy's thighs and the fabric of her panties. Cathy was no longer speaking, her gaze fixed intently on the hairy vulva of the mature, beautiful woman before her. "
Seize the opportunity," Karen told herself.
Karen knelt up and hesitantly crawled towards the girl on her knees. Cathy's breathing quickened as she looked at Karen. There was no fear in her eyes, only eagerness and excitement.
"You're so lovely," Karen whispered softly, placing her hands on the girl's knees and slowly moving them upwards, feeling the smooth, beautiful skin of her thighs. Cathy didn't stop her; she trembled, her eyes burning even more intensely as she looked at Karen. "Your skin is so smooth, like silk." Karen moved her hands until her fingers touched the panties. She felt Cathy trembling, but it was from the intense pleasure, not fear. Karen lightly stroked the panties with her fingers, then pulled Cathy's hips to the edge of the sofa.
When Karen lifted the girl's skirt, Cathy only let out a soft moan. As she parted her slender thighs, Cathy began to whimper.
Now, Karen was staring at the tight white panties at the base of her legs. There was a slight dampness there—telling Karen that Cathy was more than just excited. Her vulva was hot, seeping with vaginal fluid. Karen slowly stroked up and down with her fingers, massaging inward at the cleft of the lovely young girl's vulva.
Cathy moaned uncontrollably, automatically parting her legs and arching her vulva towards Karen's fingers.
"You're excited, darling," Karen whispered, her voice low and husky with sexual excitement.
"I can feel the heat of your pretty little pussy."
"Oh, I know!" Cathy moaned softly, wriggling her little buttocks. "I don't know why, but I need... I want... Oh, help me! I feel like I'm melting down there!" "I will, darling," Karen promised. "I'll make your hot little pussy feel so, so good." Karen lowered her head and kissed Cathy's trembling thighs, her tongue licking along the soft indentation in the middle of her thighs.
Cathy's thighs felt incredibly soft under her tongue, and as she licked the panties, her hands grasped Cathy's buttocks. Karen licked the damp parts of the panties up and down with her smooth tongue, then hooked a finger around the crotch and pulled it to the side. Karen stared hungrily at the beautiful flesh before her—a pink, swollen vulva, with a few budding pubic hairs visible. The girl's tiny clitoris peeked out from the reflective folds.
"My God, darling," Karen gasped. "So beautiful, as sweet as candy. You have such a lovely vulva, I can't wait to kiss it!" "Please, Mrs. Morgan! Hurry up!" "Take your panties off first," Karen's desire boiled. She pulled down the panties of the tormented girl, her eyes filled with the girl's juicy, full vulva. She fantasized about her son's penis inside, hoping Tommy would come home now.
But wait—the time wasn't right.
Lowering her face, Karen's lips pressed against Cathy's sweet vulva, kissing her as if it were another mouth. Cathy's wet, hot vulva overwhelmed her senses, and with a wild, thirsty moan, she began to suck and lick wildly. Her lips and tongue frantically dug for sweet juices in her groin. Sucking on Cathy's little clitoris, her tongue flicked and teased it rapidly, making the girl scream and writhe towards her face.
Karen held Cathy's thighs tightly, clamping her face between them, and she moaned ecstatically. Her lips licked and sucked at Cathy's vulva. Then her tongue slid into Cathy's tight, hot vulva, licking up more juices. As her tongue began to move in and out of her vulva, Cathy screamed, forcefully pressing her vulva against Karen's mouth. Her hands grabbed Karen's head.
"Do you like it?" Karen's voice came through her labia, unwilling to leave the sweet-tasting vulva.
"Oh, so good, Mrs. Morgan! Please keep going!"
Karen's tongue moved in and out rapidly. The stimulation of Cathy's hot, tight, and wet vulva made Karen's brain spin. Karen enjoyed oral sex on different men and women, but this sweet vulva was as wonderful as her son's penis. She pulled Cathy's buttocks close to her face, licking up and down with her tongue, sometimes even licking Cathy's pretty little anus. Cathy cried out loudly, her buttocks grinding hard against Karen's face. Karen had confirmed that her feelings were right. Cathy was a sexy little devil, and once ignited, she would do anything.
Immersed in licking and violating Cathy's sweet vulva, Karen didn't notice that her son had entered the room. But Cathy heard him and saw Tommy.
"Oh!" the girl exclaimed, and she began to push Karen's head away. “Stop, Mrs. Morgan! Tommy’s home!
Oh, he’s watching!”
Karen glanced around; she was still between Cathy’s legs. She held Cathy’s thighs tightly to prevent her vulva from slipping away from her mouth.
“Ignore him,” Karen laughed. “But we can’t let him… Oh, this is so embarrassing!” Cathy couldn’t push Karen’s face away from her vulva, so she covered her face with her hands, peeking at Tommy through her fingers.
Tommy walked over, his mouth agape. His penis was tucked into his pants. Cathy saw Tommy’s erection, and when Karen started kissing her vulva again, she couldn’t resist her body’s instinctive reaction.
Karen turned her face to the side, massaging Cathy’s burning vulva with her cheek.
“Tommy, lift my skirt.”
Tommy had already lifted his mother’s skirt, revealing her smooth, full buttocks. Cathy looked at Tommy, then at Karen, puzzled, then suddenly understood. She giggled. “I think so,” she said.
“What are you thinking?” Tommy asked, his pants slipping to the floor, his penis sprang out.
“At the pool, we saw Morgan... your mother then,” Cathy said. “You know, all wet.” “You know my son and I are fucking?” Karen asked.
“That’s what I was thinking,” Cathy said. “You don’t care if we see, and we see everything.” “You won’t like it?” Karen asked, kissing Cathy’s wet vulva.
“I don’t care!” Cathy screamed, her vulva pressing against Karen’s face. “I don’t care... I don’t mind!
I like it!”
Tommy climbed onto the sofa, his fist around his penis. Cathy looked longingly at his penis, licking her lips.
She knew what Tommy was going to do.
“It’s best not to... I haven’t done it before…” Cathy looked at Karen—who was licking her vulva.
“Do I have to, Mrs. Morgan?”
“Absolutely!” Tommy answered for his mother. "I want the feeling of your mouth, Cathy. Come on, eat it!
Eat my cock, just a little bit!"
Karen playfully tongue-fucked Cathy, listening to them talk; her vagina was also boiling. She looked up at her son as he thrust his cock into Cathy's face.
Cathy stared at Tommy's penis as if it were an alien, her eyes wide. She licked her lips again; Karen knew Tommy didn't have to be so forceful.
"Don't cum in my mouth, Tommy," Cathy conceded, feeling the glans rubbing against her lips.
"You can put it in my mouth, but don't cum inside."
Karen watched as the glans was pressed into Cathy's lips, her tongue swirling wildly on her hairless vulva.
She watched as Cathy's mouth was filled with her son's penis, her lips stretched into a circle by the glans. Cathy's vulva writhed erratically in Karen's mouth, moaning as she swallowed Tommy's penis and began to suck rapidly back and forth. One hand was placed behind Karen's head, while the other reached between Tommy's legs, grabbing his buttocks and pushing him forward, trying to take more of the penis into his mouth.
Karen was satisfied to see Tommy letting Cathy suck his penis instead of fucking her mouth. It would be inevitable eventually, but the important thing now was to let her get used to the cock in her mouth and experience the pleasure of sucking on a penis.
Cathy had clearly found it. She loved it and sucked eagerly. Her tongue slid over the glans, her mouth moving back and forth rapidly.
Karen's tongue plunged deep into Cathy's sweet little pussy, feeling the labia contracting. She thrust in and licked, tightly holding the girl's little buttocks. She didn't need to hear the screams blocked by Cathy's thighs or feel the trembling of her buttocks to know that Cathy was caught up in a powerful orgasm. The evidence was that she was frantically swallowing Tommy's penis, and her juicy vagina was crushing Karen's tongue. When Karen brought Cathy to another orgasm, her eyes were fixed on Cathy's sucking mouth, seeing her son's testicles begin to contract, knowing that Tommy wouldn't be able to pull out of that hot little mouth in time when he ejaculated.
Cathy was a little surprised when she tasted Tommy's first spurt of semen spray into her mouth. Then the second spurt sprayed into her throat, and she began to understand. Cathy coughed slightly, and Karen saw her trying to take in more of his penis.
Her little face bulged and then deflated. But Tommy had ejaculated too much; semen seeped from the corners of Cathy's taut lips. Cathy couldn't feel it; she swallowed it in large gulps, moaning excitedly.
Her eyes were wide open, but unfocused. Karen licked the little girl's vulva until Cathy calmed down, then removed her mouth. As soon as Tommy pulled his penis out of Cathy's mouth, Karen stepped forward and gently cupped Cathy's face in her hands, kissing and licking her semen-covered lips. Her tongue slipped into Cathy's little mouth to taste the remaining semen from her son.
Then she turned and took her son's glans into her mouth, sucking on it, licking away the last drop of semen from the urethral opening.
"Don't ejaculate in your mouth, huh?" Tommy laughed.
"I changed my mind," Cathy giggled.
Karen stood up and watched them. “Now, darling,” she laughed happily. “Aren’t you going to give up?” “I’m lying,” the girl laughed. “I want to stay here forever.” “But,” Karen teased, “this happens all the time.” “Great!” “Are you sure?”
“Oh, of course, Mrs. Morgan!”
Tommy got off the sofa. “I don’t have to be the only one naked, do I, Mom?” Karen and Cathy looked at each other and then started a race to see who could get naked first. (
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