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"You're not an old man, Jim...you never were. Look, see?" So saying, she held his hands up before him.Unable to accept what his eyes would have him believe, he stared at the strong and well-shaped hands. No hint of a wrinkle. Wide wrists heralded the onset of muscular arms that disappeared up beneath the sleeves of his old pajamas. He had no need for a mirror, he knew his face was that of a young man. He could feel the weight of thick and luxuriant hair which even now curled almost to the nape of his neck.He sought not to question this miracle, merely to address its purpose.Carrying her to his bedroom where neither the crumpled bed linen, nor the faded and decrepit wallpaper held sway any longer, he laid Cassandra on the top sheet. Turning away from him she sat up and raised her arms. Gently he unzipped the dress and watched as she pulled it over her head. She wore nothing beneath.“Make love to me," she barely whispered.He found disrobing in front of her, an act easily effected. We fuck and fuck and the sound ….. chaaaap…..chaaaap…..chaaaap……chaaap of my flesh slapping hers and the sound of her bangles fills the room.I planted both my hands on either side of my mother and leaned over her more as I thrust into my mother again making her gasp with the sexual excitement, our hot, sweaty bodies joined at the middle in this taboo coupling.Finally, I could hold it no longer…….Still thrusting into her at a slowing pace and still looking into her eyes I said, “I love you bii…. Thank you.”She responded by saying. “putte!… Ahhh… I love you too… Uhhh…” And then she started to orgasm…….My mom’s body went completely stiff. Her breathing stopped, her grip on my body tightened, and her cunt rhythmically contracted and clamped down on my lund sending me into ecstasy with her. With our eyes still locked I pumped my lund into her with slow, deliberate strokes and shot my cum deep inside of her as my lund went through thousands of spasms out of control. Spurt after spurt of my.
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