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>I raised my mother's butt in the air, and heaved a sigh.

>we had stayed in a hotel for the last two days and she had come back drunk.

>she had grinded against my waist, and this had gotten me hard.

>she didn't seem aware of herself.

>my mother is a five foot seven blond with perky b cup breasts and a relatively flat ass.

>my father had left the family when I was around ten years old, wedding my step mom who saw rarely.

>my mom had never really gotten over my father and was still single. i think that's why she drank so much.

>i didn't have any condoms but i figured it didn't matter. she was fit at 55, and pregnancy didn't seem an issue.

>her pussy was wet. at first it felt very strange and alien to reconcile the phsyical sensation of my cock entering and re-entering
my mother's pussy with the mental shock that I was comitting this grave taboo. It helped that she was barely conscious.

>conscious or not, her hips began to push back fiercer than I expected, and her pussy felt like it salivating on my bare cock.

>feeling on the cusp of throwing up and cumming, I decided to go for broke. I reached my hands over to her breasts and fondled her nipples,

>all the while thrusting harder and harder. i made sure to push my mother's head into the pillow to muffle her moans.

>it felt like descending the steep drop on a roller coaster when i came. my mother moaned into her pillow as I dumped what
had to been rope after rope of semen into her cunt. her pussy twitched with each ejaculation, and I could see her hands
kneading at the bedspread.

>Pushing myself as deep as possible, I let my cock jettision whatever sperm I had left, and with a small breath disengaged myself from my
mother's cunt. she immedietly slumped down unto her belly. I thought she had gone to sleep, but when I was at the doorway on my way to a shower
(and trying not to hyperventilate), I could see her right hand absentmindedly go to her cunt and rub. One finger, then two fingers disappeared
into her cunt as I could only imagine she was sampling the texture of the cum that I dumped there.

>In the shower I felt I had either choose to kill myself, or committ myself to fucking my mother again either by coercion or force.