Something about rhythm

Tanya sighed. She didn’t know how else to express her dissatisfaction, and she was tired of starting over every time.

- Come here.

— I’ll be quick! I promise!... Super fast!

Tanya bent her legs. She needed to pull off her panties, which she did not do right away, pulling her knees up to her stomach; the elastic slid down her buttocks reluctantly.

Ruslan plopped down on the bed. He liked to watch the fabric wrinkle, leaving her firm ass exposed. He liked women's feet brought together. She said that she had been meaning to get it, a pedicure, for a long time, but...

- I thought you would help me.

- Um... Sorry, mom. Now.

…

But Ruslan enjoyed the thought that this had just happened, literally a couple of days ago. In addition, she saw what kind of aunts he watches on the Internet.

Answering the call, he loudly broke his long kiss to help with the panties. However, he couldn’t resist and finally ran his tongue over the pinkish folds again, kissing and licking them.

- Cool pussy! - he blurted out stupidly.

It sounded a bit rude, perhaps even too rude. The back of Ruslan’s head immediately felt a blow from his heel. And quite strong.

- Did you want to get punched in the lips?

- Hey...

The crumpled panties crawled up my thighs and bunched up under my knees. Finally we managed to get rid of them. The knees, having gained freedom, moved apart. Ruslan resumed what he started, but not for long - after all, he promised. I immediately got down to the main thing.

— I’ll be quick! - he repeated and began impetuous movements: he sharply inserted his penis, moved his pelvis. By the way Tanya tensed, he realized that he was in too much of a hurry. Slowed down the pace by an order of magnitude. With each thrust, the position became more and more missionary, until Ruslan finally felt himself in the ring of hands...

At its core, there is nothing wrong with this. Tatyana sincerely thought so. However, as a phenomenon in general, I’m used to condemning it rather.

— Do you like it? - Tanya asked, and when Ruslan smiled, she added: “Make sure you don’t cum in me again. Fine?"

He ​​looked at her very carefully, and even froze for a second, as if in indecision. Tanya was wary.

- What?

- Mom?..

- Well? What?

Ruslan approached her ear. Tanya gasped.

He ​​did not receive an answer from her. They continued to “hugging.” This went on for some time. And then Ruslan raised his eyes again. He didn't move anymore, just looked questioningly. “No...” Tanya whispered, but Ruslan again approached her ear and also whispered something. Tanya did not answer again. Then he began to break free from her embrace.

He ​​considered his request quite reasonable. Shifting from knee to knee, he crawled higher. Even higher. And then there was nowhere to go. Ruslan felt breathing, but it was breathing through his nose. Tanya lay with her eyes closed, ignoring what was happening.

- Well, maaam... Well, please...

She looked at him from bottom to top with a lightning-throwing gaze. It was strange, because the penis was obstructing the view. Ruslan was a little scared and felt a bit stupid. porn stories The dick was dangling right in front of my mother’s face, and I wanted her to take it into her mouth. This is exactly what he asked her to do.

- Well, mom... Like in that video, remember?

- Ruslan, have you gotten completely insolent?!

For a second, Ruslan thought that this would be the end of the evening, but no. He interpreted the tone correctly - indignation, but the movement was unexpected. Tanya enclosed the excited flesh in an iron grip, first with her hands, grabbing the penis at the base, then with her lips. However, it was not gentle at all.

Ruslan shuddered. Rough, jerky movements. Tanya was in a hurry, but everything was not so clear. There was something else underneath her irritation. Ruslan felt it. And I realized what needed to be done.

- Wait, mom! Okay, that's it! Enough!..

Tanya stared with a silent question: “What else do you need?!”

Ruslan felt weakened and moved back. Tanya didn’t argue, although she didn’t understand: had he changed his mind? Climbs towards her with kisses, although a minute ago he tried to discharge himself into her mouth?

— What are you doing?” - she asked worriedly.

- Mom, let me fuck you a little more?

- Ruslan...

- Well, a little, mom! Can?

- Oh, woe is my onion...

They were again intertwined in the missionary position. Ruslan held back as best he could. With each push, he noticed a change that brought Tanya closer to the extreme point. “Just a little more... Just a little more...” he said to himself, trying to keep the rhythm.

It seemed to him that everything was working out. However, for no reason at all, he suddenly twitched and babbled subduedly: “Oh! no no! Aaaah... Aaaaa... “His last thrusts were especially desperate, convulsive and pathetic. The rhythm was broken. His strength left him.

***

Tanya had difficulty recovering from multiple orgasms. Probably twenty minutes passed before she tried to crawl out from under Ruslan. She did not expect such agility from him.

— No wonder he passed out... Poor boy.”

She didn’t wake him up. It was time to sleep. And for a long time now. Covering him with a blanket, she went to the bathroom. Standing under the shower, I thought that I should think about birth control, otherwise it wouldn’t take long for me to add a new addition to the family.

There is nothing inherently wrong with this. But you shouldn’t forget about caution either.