1. Me and Mom Fisting


    Date: 3/27/2016, Categories: Fetish, First Time, Mature, Author: xxx_hamster, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    Lisa stretched out her hand and cupped Mom's face. "Shhhhhh," she whispered. "Shhhhh." Mom's sobs subsided and her head turned back to face her daughter. "Shhhhhhh, Mom," Lisa comforted, her thumb brushing a tear from under Mom's eye. Mom's eyes opened and gazed at her daughter who's eyes returned only love, compassion, and understanding. Lisa's hand left Mom's face and, grasping my right arm by the wrist, tugged it toward her. I was pulled over top of Mom as Lisa placed my hand on her own ass, then steered it between her legs. She raised her hips and pushed my hand under her ass, released my wrist, then covered my hand and pushed my fingers onto her pussy, urging them inside, all of them. Mom's eyes widened as Lisa's intention became clear. Her fingers nudged me again, urging my fingers deeper. I complied and Lisa's hand returned to Mom's face as I pushed inside my s****r's cunt, eased by the slick coating on my hand left by my mother. Lisa's mouth opened and her face crinkled as my hand f***ed its way into her cunt. Mom's hand, previously limp and lifeless, stretched out to cup her daughter's face. She smiled her own understanding and encouragement. I pushed right in, paused, then twisted my hand slowly about, forcing Lisa's mouth open again in another silent cry of ecstasy. I moved up on the bed to kneel between them so I could more easily access my s****r's yearning cunt. Mom didn't know it was Lisa's second time. She comforted her daughter throughout what she thought ...
    was her daughter's first fisting. We never corrected that misguided assumption. By the time Lisa was shoving her hips up to provide better access for my arm, Mom had moved closer and rained loving kisses on her daughter's face. Lisa's orgasm wasn't as intense as Mom's but it was still pretty impressive. I felt inadequate as I sat back on my haunches while mother and daughter caressed each other's face, neck and shoulders. It wasn't because they were ignoring me or that I felt like a simple tool, it was because if they could accept my whole hand and half my arm, how could my cock ever satisfy them, or any woman? Perhaps sensing my involuntary solitude, Lisa looked at me, smiled, then reached out and touched my jeans which were bulging near the bursting point. Her simple touch triggered a noticeable lurch and she laughed. Deftly unsnapping my jeans and pulling them apart, Lisa curled her delicate hand into my shorts and fished out my rock hard cock. She jacked me off for a few strokes, turning to make sure Mom was looking and using her own eyes to pull Mom's up to my cock. Mom seemed intrigued, watching Lisa jack me off as if she was watching a new show on TV, but when Lisa pulled my cock toward her, Mom's eyes widened. Lisa tugged my erection until I had to straddle her. Releasing my cock, Lisa's arm snaked around Mom's waist and urged her forward, her elbow shoving against my knee. I lifted my knee out of the way and Lisa pulled Mom in tight to her, belly to belly, breast to ...
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