I fucked the shit out of your mom-2

Phew, I love the feeling of a slut crumbling to pieces in my hand. In a certain way, I owned her from the moment I first spotted her out jogging. But there was still something special about when she is finally reduced from a thinking, functioning person to sex putty in my hands.
Now that I’d made her cum, your morn was well aware of what I could give her. That’s what I meant by putty: once you teach a bitch how to cum, she doesn’t think or decide what to do. She just wants that rushing feeling again.
Nothing can stand in her way. In other words, your mom was nothing but a hunk of meat now. A warm, sweaty fuckable hunk of meat.

While I had her on my lap, I didn’t stop pounding her for a moment. So right as your mom rolled off her first climax, my pistoning dick sent her rocketing right into a second.
I got to be honest: your mom looked like a steaming load of laundry at this point. For all the exercise and fitness she did to keep her hot body ready, she was out of her league.
After getting fucked by me, your mom was deflated. She was a pile of sweat, cum, and drool, still with a killer rack though.