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GIF of The Week – Is That You, Mom? Part 2

After the incident when Beth’s mom watched us fucking, things were uneventful for a couple weeks. I saw her moving around their house now and then but we didn’t directly cross paths.

I went over one day after two-a-day football practices and Beth suggested I shower again. Couldn’t really blame her, as it was a hot, humid late summer day.

So, there I was in the shower with ever present young buck hard-on, and I just got to, you know, kinda soaping it up.

 

 

And then there she was, just taking it in, so to speak.

I took careful note of the way she bit her lip when I came and shot a big load of semen on the shower door.

 

GIF of The Week – Is That You, Mom?

After I had fucked Beth a few times when we started going out in senior year, I developed a sneaking suspicion.

I always, of course, shut the door to her room once we were getting naked.

But I began to notice that somehow the door was ajar when we left her room. I checked it but couldn’t see anything wrong with latch.

Then, one particular Sunday night when I was fucking Beth from behind, I glanced over at the door. I distinctly saw Beth’s mom, even though the hallway outside the door was dark, staring at us through the cracked open door.

I froze, and we stared at each other for a millisecond. Then she swiftly and silently shut the door.

I resumed stroking my cock into Beth’s wet little pussy, but I kept my eye on the door.

Before long, the door swung open again, this time farther, and Beth’s mom moved forward and leaned against the door frame, watching us avidly, pinching one nipple and rubbing her pussy through her tights.

I glanced down and saw that Beth was looking at her mom too. “Its ok,” she whispered back over her shoulder to me.

That produced the onset of a monstrous orgasm for me, and I pumped big gouts of semen all over Beth’s ass and back.

 

–To be continued —

 

Spartacus Sex Scene GIFs – Part 2

This is the smokin’ hot sex scene from the first season of Spartacus, where Lucretia sets up, in a Shakespearean double twist way, a sexual tryst with masks and people fucking other people but not the people they thought they were going to fuck.

And, because Spartacus is Spartacus, there is a tragic bloody conclusion to the deceptions. Continue reading →