When we got there I was surprised to notice there already was a basket full of fresh apples in the shack, and that mom only took a picnic blanket with her. Mom had managed to build up a steady rhythm which felt much better than anything I would have been able to do with my own hand and I had ejaculated in healthy, weighty spurts. Hot xxx 18 After the first shots had been swallowed, my mother’s ponytail kept swinging and bouncing for over an hour below that old apple tree. “Or do you think you can still shoot more?”
“Yeah, maybe like two or three times, I think,” I answered honestly and heard mom sigh a little in frustration.
