She propped herself up on one elbow and pointed at her clitoris, careful not to touch it herself. She wanted Salim to touch the glans and throw her off the edge.
‘You see this little thing baby?’ Preetha asked eyes squinting with the rushing pleasure which overcame her as Salim continued his thrusting. Salim nodded fervidly, ‘What’s that Mommy? It’s so beautiful…it’s like a pink pearl!’
Indeed her clitoris had swollen up much larger than its natural state hidden in the folds of her labia, it was glistening brightly and proudly, promising Preetha her final emission.
‘This is Mommy’s love button, use your fingers, rub it, love it and release Mommy’s love juices.’ Preetha whimpered, her voice almost choking with the anticipation.
Salim squeezed the fleshy folds of her labia, rubbing them against her clit, sending electric jolts through her body as she quaked. He kept on thrusting as he rubbed her clitoris, his body was in perfect harmony of motion, never missing a beat as he multitasked on his mothers vagina.
Preetha felt her Clit throb as blood rushed into the stimulated glans, Salim’s fingers rubbed the glistening button, Salim’s touch was delicate yet firm and his strokes regular and veracious. Preetha’s pleasure was accentuated yet delayed, growing and growing to the point of no return and then suddenly to her shock and surprise, Salim took her clit between his fingers and pinched the engorged organ, gently first, careful not to hurt his mother.
Preetha gasped and screamed ‘Aaaaaahhh ah haa…baby baby…yesss….harder!’ She pleaded as Salim increased the pressure. The meaty walls of the vaginal tunnel went through violent spasms as her body convulsed from head to toe. Her urethra released her girl cum in quarts, but Salim had not taken his penis out of her vagina, and it squirted all over her belly and breasts, splashing on her skin in frantic sprays as he went on pumping, drilling out her juices. Preetha thrashed, her body was unable to endure the ravaging pleasure that invaded her flesh like a tsunami. ‘AAAhhhhh…pull out….pull out….I can’t take it anymore…please!’ She cried.
Salim was absolutely astounded witnessing his new mother’s orgasm. This one was so much more intense than the one before, as if her body wrung out every drop of pleasure which was building up for the past fifteen odd minutes. This was almost miraculous, the way a boy in his pubescence devastated a woman double his age and size. He looked at Preetha, his face beaming with pride as he saw her flesh temble, eyes half closed with the intensity of the passing climax, panting and sighing and licking her lips, biting the lower lip occasionally, her skin glistening with the cooling sweat and her semi transparent vaginal discharge splattered all over her lower belly to the valley of her humongous breasts, rolling down in tiny rivulets on the soaked bed sheet.
‘You see this little thing baby?’ Preetha asked eyes squinting with the rushing pleasure which overcame her as Salim continued his thrusting. Salim nodded fervidly, ‘What’s that Mommy? It’s so beautiful…it’s like a pink pearl!’
Indeed her clitoris had swollen up much larger than its natural state hidden in the folds of her labia, it was glistening brightly and proudly, promising Preetha her final emission.
‘This is Mommy’s love button, use your fingers, rub it, love it and release Mommy’s love juices.’ Preetha whimpered, her voice almost choking with the anticipation.
Salim squeezed the fleshy folds of her labia, rubbing them against her clit, sending electric jolts through her body as she quaked. He kept on thrusting as he rubbed her clitoris, his body was in perfect harmony of motion, never missing a beat as he multitasked on his mothers vagina.
Preetha felt her Clit throb as blood rushed into the stimulated glans, Salim’s fingers rubbed the glistening button, Salim’s touch was delicate yet firm and his strokes regular and veracious. Preetha’s pleasure was accentuated yet delayed, growing and growing to the point of no return and then suddenly to her shock and surprise, Salim took her clit between his fingers and pinched the engorged organ, gently first, careful not to hurt his mother.
Preetha gasped and screamed ‘Aaaaaahhh ah haa…baby baby…yesss….harder!’ She pleaded as Salim increased the pressure. The meaty walls of the vaginal tunnel went through violent spasms as her body convulsed from head to toe. Her urethra released her girl cum in quarts, but Salim had not taken his penis out of her vagina, and it squirted all over her belly and breasts, splashing on her skin in frantic sprays as he went on pumping, drilling out her juices. Preetha thrashed, her body was unable to endure the ravaging pleasure that invaded her flesh like a tsunami. ‘AAAhhhhh…pull out….pull out….I can’t take it anymore…please!’ She cried.
Salim was absolutely astounded witnessing his new mother’s orgasm. This one was so much more intense than the one before, as if her body wrung out every drop of pleasure which was building up for the past fifteen odd minutes. This was almost miraculous, the way a boy in his pubescence devastated a woman double his age and size. He looked at Preetha, his face beaming with pride as he saw her flesh temble, eyes half closed with the intensity of the passing climax, panting and sighing and licking her lips, biting the lower lip occasionally, her skin glistening with the cooling sweat and her semi transparent vaginal discharge splattered all over her lower belly to the valley of her humongous breasts, rolling down in tiny rivulets on the soaked bed sheet.