Chapter 875 Mom Does Anything:>45

I carried Mom down the shortcut hallway into the living room. Her lips never left mine. Her tongue caressed me as I dipped my fingertips between her thighs, sliding them along the length of her small cunnyhole. I found her clam dewy and wet, sticky to the touch, with a layer of honey that made soft, sticky sounds whenever I dipped my fingers into her. Unable to help myself, I reached upward through my mother's butt crack with my middle fingers and lubricated her asshole with her juices.
"Ooh, baby," Mom whispered against my lips. "You like to get nasty with Mommy, don't you, baby?"
"I take after you," I whispered, prodding her butthole but not trying to enter her puckered backdoor. "You're getting nastier by the hour."