Then she took me in her mouth again and made her way back down shaft. Practice really does make perfect, because getting my cock lodged inside her oesophagus wasn’t a difficult task for her the second time around. I would’ve given mom a high-five for being such a quick learner. But her hands were literally tied.
After popping my glans from her lips once more, mom looked into my eyes with intensity. It was almost as if she was trying to say; I’ve done my job, now it’s time for you to do yours and fuck the shit out of me. If that’s what she was really trying to convey, I was more than happy to oblige. I placed my hands on the sides of her torso as I helped her get to her feet.
She wanted to straddle my lap thereafter, but I made mom turn around instead. I knew that taking charge during intercourse was a trait that a lot of women loved, and I felt like I’d been sitting in the passenger seat for too long. I used a hand to tap on mom’s inner thighs, making her spread her legs apart.
Once I got them over my legs, which were spread out by roughly a foot, I placed my hands in between her arms and on her narrow waist. With the weight of her body now fully in my control, I made her pussy hover an inch or so above the tip of my erection. Then I lowered mom, slowly pushed her labia apart with my tip and allowed her vaginal opening to swallow only my cock’s head.
I held her in that position for a few seconds, and then completely out of nowhere, I released her frame and impaled mom, which caused her to gasp as her head fell back. I leaned back a bit to get her hair out my face and pushed her up my cock. Then I dropped her back onto my lap before my glans could escape from the warmth of her genitalia.
“Uuhhnngg, uuhhnngg, uunhhnngg, uunhhnngg, uunhhnngg.” I continued to bounce her in a slow and powerful fashion.
This was without a doubt the best night of my life. I’d gotten deep throated for the very first time, and now I was fucking my new dream girl with her hands tied back her back. I didn’t want the night to ever come to an end, which unfortunately was impossible. But I wasn’t about to let the experience end anytime soon.
I let mom bounce on my lap and penetrate herself for a couple of minutes as I plotted my next move. Then an idea came to me. If this didn’t make her cum again, I didn’t know what would. I pushed my left arm through the gap between her bound left arm and torso, and then placed my forearm across her stomach, grabbing onto the other side of her waist.
Mom stopped bouncing once she landed on my pelvis for one last time. Now that I felt like she was securely balanced, I reached downwards and grabbed her right shin. Then I pulled her leg up the bed and placed her foot behind the small of my back. Without my aid or a single word from me, mom did the same thing with her other foot, making her upper body drop forward a little.
Those yoga classes she’d been attending had paid off. I pushed my right arm through the gap on the other side of her torso and interlocked eight of my fingers under her soft breasts. “Lock your feet together,” I said and as soon as I felt her do so behind me, I used all the strength in my legs to get to my feet.