Mama’s Girl

incest phone sex darlaWhen i opened the door and mama was standing there I felt my pussy start to flow. I grabbed her and kissed her hard and full on the mouth sliding my tongue between her lips. I have always been a mama’s girl. Just like Harley and I share an loving family bond so do my mother and I. I pulled her inside and sat her on the couch offering her a drink and making small talk while slipping out of my clothes. I knew that neither of us were going to wait for what we both wanted. Harley would be upset to know that we went a head with out him but we would have more fun when he got home from school. For now it was our time. Before I knew what mama was doing she was naked and by my side in the kitchen. her drink was not going to be made. She laid on the counter pulling me down on top of her as she started working my pussy like only mama knows how. Mother does indeed know best. It was going to be a long weekend.

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