Momma & Son Lovin' - The Morning After

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Roqui's First Time with Daddy

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In Search of my Hot Pussy - Part 2/ Continued from post below

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Deep into me...

...A night of passion and a lingering scent of melted wax teases my senses. Although faint, the  flowery scent elicits a soft grasp deep within my core and extracts moisture between my legs, as the memory of last night is replayed over and over again..

Bent, naked and vulnerable, over the edge of the bed with my arms extended outward and my hands bound by the soft cotton of his t-shirt, my body quivers with anticipation. He leans into me, the fronts of his thighs pressing against the back of mine and I feel his cock..mmm..so hot, so hard–slip teasingly through the soft, slick folds of my pussy. My breasts rub deviously against the crisp cool sheets as he presses me further into the mattress and my nipples harden to diamond points.

He leans in closer, his breath fanning my neck and whispers, “Ready?”

I know what he wants to do, I can see the candles spread out around the room, their light flickering as wildly as the pulse between my thighs, and I want it.

 “Yes.”

He reaches over and I watch as his big hand wraps around the squat jar of one of those pretty flickering lights. The thick pliable liquid shifts as he moves to bring it closer and I softly moan. I know what’s coming.

His free hand finds its way to my hip and his fingers press into my flesh as he roughly pulls up, lifting my hips higher.

“Now?”

God, yes.

“Now.”

The droplet of hot liquid luster sizzles against my skin just as his cock surges forward, pressing deep in to me and my body shivers involuntarily at the heady mix of sensations.

My mind is a mindless mess of sensation lapping over sensation and I can’t help but whimper, “Oh, fuck.”

“You like that?”

“Fuck, yes!”

Another drop, another thrust and my back bows, my shoulders arching up as I thrust my hips back, pressing my ass more insistently against him.

“Fuck. Please. More. Harder.”

And so it continues–drop, thrust, drop, thrust–over and over in an enigmatic melee of pleasure and pain that leaves my mind spinning and my body trembling. I can’t take much more. Just one more thrust and…

“Fuck, I’m gonna come.”

And I do. My whole body tenses and jerks as the orgasm rockets through me from tip to toe and my pussy, a hot wet velvet fist wraps around his cock, milking him to completion.

 Raquel

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Do Only Bad Girls Have Erotic Thoughts?

Woman have this unconscious need to be taken..to be bad...A woman masturbating has an insatiable need to reach orgasm. And we win in all our fantasies, don't we. Even in the so-called rapist fantasy, which is as popular as ever, we go against a lifetime of rules against sex. We don't really want to be hurt or humiliated as much as we want to be "taken" and be at a loss of control. The rapist's male presence "makes" her relax sufficiently enough to enjoy orgasm and then allows her to return to earth her nice girl, good daughter self intact. The rapist  fantasy fools us into thinking the loss of control isn't our fault. Does this make us bad girls? Far from.

For some reason, women's lust has always been feared as that extraordinary force that left unrestrained, could bring down not only individuals but society itself. The restraining comes early on as children, forcing us to repress these erotic urges we have to touch and explore our bodies. We disobey the anti-sex rules in adolescence when our hormones rule and erotic muscle demands. Eventually we cave in, because of our reptilian need to feel good, to stimulate ourselves and the essence of who we are. We are sexual beings and need to sexually liberate ourselves.

Your sexy MILF, Raquel

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