<div class="floatleft">(http://pbs.twimg.com/profile_images/2254330735/3.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Dakota Redwood<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Family Home<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Janice<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Electricity shot through his body when his cock started pumping his cum onto his mother, and every part of his being simply gripped onto Janice to skullfuck her harder and harder until every drop of the first orgasm was smeared on her face. "Oh my fucking...god...mom..." he panted out again and again in his heat, calling her name as his shaft pumped the seed out. He looked down at Janice, coughing up and spilling the outcome of his cumming onto her chin and lips, letting it fall down to her chest. He didn't quite admit it, but his mother looked so fucking sexy to him when she was covered in his cum. It made her look like his own whore, like he owned her and that throat of hers to fuck whenever he wished. Just when that thought was on his mind...<br/><br/>Dakota found his back pushed against the tiled wall, and Janice hungrily pushing forward to suck him further. "FUCK! MOOOOM!" He moaned out when he felt the head of his cock grind and scratch into the back of her throat, and without a second thought his hips began thrusting forward. Oh but he was not in control, not right now. His hands gripped the handlebars at each side of the wall, trying to support himself with them so every effort would be directed to his hips. He could only buck them forward, as Janice dug her fingers into his thighs and keeping him still while she sucked him dry.<br/><br/>Oh if only his dad was there to see, how Dakota was taking his mother's lustful assault without faltering. He was always a little jealous of his father's command over Janice, knowing that with but a simple call or beckon she'd be on her knees with lips wide open. He remembered the first time he saw them fucking, when he was much younger and came home early from school. He watched from behind a corner, how Janice was tugged around by a collar and fucked in every corner of the living room. He remembered how Dakota could do nothing but grab his cock and masturbate furiously, before sneaking into his mother's bed the next day and fucking her in her sleep. At least, he thought she was asleep. It was only years later that he'd found out she in fact, wasn't, and had let him grow up from boy to man that very night.<br/><br/>Dakota's hands clutched Janice's hair as she bobbed her head back and forth, his moans getting louder and louder as they echoed through the bathroom. "Fuck, mom! I want to fuck you, I want to fuck you so fucking baa-- Ahhhh fuck, I'm gonna cum again!" He groaned out loudly, losing his voice just a bit as the last lustful moan ripped through him before his cock pulsed and twitched within her throat. Dakota shoved his hips forward and rammed his cock from base to tip down Janice's throat. This time, he held her head in place to ensure not a single drop of cum would escape her lips. "Swallow it! Swallow it like a good fucking whoooo---ahh!" and just like that, Dakota's cum began pumping his second orgasm right into his mother.