#209108 - “Do you think I’m mental?” I asked, smiling, and added, “I just told him Katie loaned it to you and I watched it. “I’m gonna come, Steve!” she said, and then louder, lifting her head, arching her back, she said, “I’m,” pausing, gasping again, “gonna come!!” My mother’s back arched again, and she clenched her fists on the bed in front of her, and my she lifted her head, and cried out, “Ohh, JEE-sus, that’s good Steve!!” Her whole body spasmed three times, each spasm bringing a throaty sound from her, and before her body relaxed, Steve, thrusting hard from behind, pursed his lips, gritted his teeth, and ramped up his thrusting, his pelvic movements becoming ragged and uneven, as he emptied his seed into my mother’s welcoming vagina. With no hair to soak it up, the fluids were leaking all over the place.