with my mother mature woman

There was always a very good relationship with my mother, we could say even a friendship Being. a single woman, a single mother with no male presence in his house, never put me problems to be with her daughter and then to marry and after a while come to live with her, for economic reasons, this relationship grew, and . that she saw me as the man of the house

was always very scared, and now feel much safer with a man living under the same roof. Alongside look after them, I spent to repair much of the house, plumbing, garden, a door, in short, everything that a man does in the home receiving meanwhile always a very pleasant and cordial.

As started, do not know, little by little, that daily contact, millions of conversations, see us every day, casual rubbing, anything specific for me, it was very gradual, though her big breasts since I met her I called. attention, but like any man, no big deal. It was impossible not to notice the tremendous tits that my mother was spent. Never crossed my mind having something with it, less physical, very far from what I liked or age and more to be the mother of my wife.

My mother was quite overweight, but to be plump was well formed, besides those extra kilos, have made her a much larger breasts than her daughter that it was also an ass busty and twice as big .

Because of his age and weight, he passed with backaches, who attacked my wife with massage from time to time, even I sometimes give my turn to massage my mother. I think these were the ones that triggered everything that happened between us. In those moments, I recognize that excited me to see when lying in bed mouth, unhooked her bra to give me room to work, and admiring her big tits were trapped under his body, standing sideways. I imagined that woman of 57 years, with an abstinence of years, being massaged by his son, enjoying the massages I gave him, complaining of pleasure as my hands caressed her back. Several times I got the impression he enjoyed massage beyond the sounds emitted when I did, which varied considerably when my wife was not present in the house. They were different, maybe even a little more sexy, of course while I stretched these massages are alone, and incidentally give a casual groping the edge of her tits, groping almost imperceptible, alone with my fingertips, like at the start of his buttocks when he attacked the small of his back.

It was in one of these massages where everything changed. Things with her daughter were not too well, and had a couple of weeks without any sexual release, and my mother one of those backaches. Both home alone, my mother complaining and offered to give her a massage which immediately responded yes.

Mouth lying on his bed, and her bra undone, my hands spreading the cream on her back. While these massages were becoming more daring on my part and the groans of my mother encouraged me to. The truth that afternoon was hot, the atmosphere was tense, my mother moaned with pleasure at receiving my touch telling me how rich he was sorry. I do not care about that stuff that you were in the back, on the contrary, gave me a curiosity to be tocándoselos within the massage, feeling her white skin, her moans.

We turn down the pants she was wearing diver, like many other times had, but this time a little more show coming to the crease of her buttocks. With this vision I got warmer. My hands roamed all over his back, down the sides coming to play the start of her tits and when he came down to the small of her back, telling me it was more pain accentuating hence my massages.

I focused on that part, in their wide hips, waist, brushing my fingers the beginning of her buttocks as part of the massage, exerting great pressure, feeling the groans of relief from my mother, then an indication of your part to apply my massage a little lower. I did, but necessarily had to go down a little more his pants. Excited as I was, I got a little more than necessary, along with her panties, and leaving half of his buttocks in the air without her saying any comment. They had never gone so down his pants.

And my fever did not give more, he had half of my mother’s ass in the air and my massages were becoming bolder, moving every move a little more, feeling the soft purr of my mother-in approval. A new stream of cream on my hands that part and returned to the charge, every time covering over their white meat, a little, a little, without hearing no objection from her, on the contrary, more and more moans of pleasure until without realizing it and my hands him were massaging to taste each of his cheeks, feeling the purr of pleasure from my mother telling me that there was pain.

It was a muffled groan from his hand, completely different, which gave me the indication that moan was not the product of a relief, but sexually he was enjoying the caresses of her son. This motivated me to make a new breakthrough and one of my fingers, as if it were just a casual touch, you pass it gently fold in between his buttocks, listening to the same sound of pleasure. No doubt, my mother as much as I was enjoying massage that and just focused on his tail. I do not know where I got the courage and again take the start of his pants and went down even more, and leaving all his enormous tail in the air. Now if I felt that was placed very nervous, but still said nothing. Even more carefully, my hands caressed each of his buttocks, strong apretándoselas, massaging thoroughly as if it were a pro.

My mother said nothing, was lying face down. My fingers were a couple of times to the crease of her buttocks and there was no hesitation on his part. More and more down, and massaging the beginning of her legs and along with this, one of my fingers every time I went up and down, dangerously close to the crotch of my mother. I do not know where the words came out, telling my mother to relax more, they felt tense. She sighed very strong, settled a bit, and even upside down, spread her legs just a little, giving me a glimpse of her sex. Had had enough, the fever was too much, you could see even some hairs out of his crotch, and my hands closer to her, it was a matter of seconds to surreptitiously touch the shell to my mother and it was. A few more massages and one of my fingers came to feel that hair, feeling his hand a slight moan that could not hide, a new movement of my hand on the same side and silence, until the third and brazenly touched his sex.

We could not hide what was going on, both were enjoying this erotic massage, she was silent silence his groans, but a new and more brazen touch of my fingers can not hold and a moan of pleasure escaped his mouth.

And with this, I blatantly out of control and I started with one finger to touch her sex, immediately feeling how wet she was not saying anything, just her moans. But when I introduced a little, only then I react, moving bother telling me to leave him up there. However not answer anything and continued looking for that part of my mother, who moved the uncomfortable feeling invaded his shell, asking me to stop. And without thinking what I was doing with my wide open hand touches the old shell and wet, already achieving a complete reaction from her, who turned around trying to escape, but in doing so did nothing but warm up even more, as I showed her hairy sex and although he tried to cover her tits, one of which was exposed.

No longer stand it anymore and I jumped on it. I took one of her hands and released the hidden tit as she desperately tried to pull away from me, asking me some sanity, which could not be happening that, but I heard nothing was struggling to take one of her breasts to his mouth, until at last I got it, chupándosela very strongly. My mother struggled with few forces trying to stop me, imploring him to release her, but moaning with pleasure until I broke down and stopped fighting, resting on the bed, half-naked letting his son be delighted with her big tits. Enraptured with my mother’s tits, it’s suck all my desire, as my hands roamed her entire body.

From there it was all crazy. At one point my mouth dropped his huge tit and sought her lips, which immediately opened, gathering our tongues, fundiéndonos in a passionate kiss. I started to kiss her passionately, while my hands roamed all over his body, feeling his breathing and without raising any objection as he tried to pull down her pants completely.

Not long when my mother was completely naked from the waist down, and just a little more for myself was quickly despojándome my clothes. In order to completely naked at any time without separating my lips of his body, I pulled over the last article of my mother being completely naked hugging, touching and kissing. My hands open her rubbing her sex strongly, having squirm with pleasure, just sometimes kept kissing me to say that this was not right, but again surrender to the pleasure of being caressed by his son.

Without further ado I rode on her spreading her legs and penetrated her. Gasped in my ear, his hands squeezing my back, feeling penetrated again after years of abstinence. With their legs tucked, hold my back, he let his son take out his cock tuck and its shell causing forgotten pleasures. It was not much that we lasted, no poses, no oral sex or anything. Only tucked between his legs, afirmándome of her large buttocks, penetrating again and again as he chupabas tits. I do not think I lasted 5 0 7 minutes when my mother started me finish what of control and began to unburden within it. It was very morbid, fuck my own mother at home.

At the end, I did run me to the side, was very nervous, upset, reproached of how I could get to something more I tried to calm her down was not possible. As he did got up, he took his clothes and left the room. I stayed a little scared of what might make my mother obviously not he could tell his daughter, but his way of being, it was easy for my wife realized that something had happened.

Fortunately my mother knew disguise with a headache that kept her in bed for two days and then my wife did not notice a big change in her … but it was not the last time I had something with it