My mother was the only one who cared for me. Yes. Anal sex Wait, are we gonna procreate? I don’t know what it is. His face then changes from mortified to something else. “Fuck, this feels even better,” I say in between moans, “Keep going. Why’s he bringing that up now? It almost feels like he’s getting deeper with each thrust. He’s so eager for next time, he’s already dressed. He then lets out a grunt shooting ropes of his cum on my face and in my mouth. He places his hand on my stomach, lightly rubbing it. He turns me around and embraces me in a hug.
