My vote in the matter had apparently fallen short of the ballot box. Mature sex Below that, the shaft of the cock tapered, dropping to a merciful inch or so in thickness. I gasped, feeling my hips begin to swivel in response. Exploring digits — wrapped in lace — found my pussy, open and eager. My eyes went wide, seeing my mother once again reach for the dreaded jar of Vicks and retrieve an oozing glob of the wicked substance on her fingers. Mother approached the desk, the massive rubber prick bobbing horizontally from her loins, in a slow, steady rhythm, ominously thick and heavy. Slowly she pulled back and I felt the straining lips of my cute little twat distend outward. She rummaged, and then proudly pulled out her choice for a replacement — a new addition to her extensive fleet. I reached back with both hands, grasping the firm twin cheeks of my naked ass and reluctantly spreading them wide as she approached.
