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"Go easy, dear," she whispered going off , " You're much bigger than anything else I've had up there in the past. Just make sure you grease me up real good." With a last look at my penis, she turned around and knelt on the bed with her spectacular ass high in the air. Stepping forward, I used my left hand to tug her leather skirt over her shapely buttocks doggystyle to reveal she wasn't wearing any panties. Holy ass bangers. What a sight. The crack between her ass cheeks was deep, long, and perfectly defined with a tits glimpse of her already wet pussy peeking out below. It was definitely time to say hello to her secret orifice and I was raring to go. But first, the lube. "How many fingers?" asked Mom. My ass fucking porn mag was open on the bed next to us and I had to use my left hand to turn the page because two big fingers of my right were knuckle deep inside my Mothers red hot bum. "Three," I replied, "He's got three fingers up her asshole." 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