O Mother Dear (Part XIX - Angora)

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Part 15 of the 22 part series

Updated 06/07/2023
Created 01/13/2015
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ll participants are 18+years old. "America the Beautiful" is hummed by a chorus


Saturday night we popped some corn
And sat around the fire.
I, and my sibling children, born
Of Mother's heart's desire.
O Mother, Dear! O Mother, Dear!
You left us on our own
But as you see, your progeny
Are hardly all alone.

We talked, and watched the flickering flames
Cast shadows on the shades,
And then we played some parlor games,
Ending up with charades.
O Mother, Dear! O Mother, Dear!
Jewel fits in here for sure.
Cherry and Kent and Pearl all spent
Quality time with her!

My eldest three stood up and said
It had been a long day.
They thought it time to go to bed
But Jewel wanted to stay.
O Jewel, my dear! O Jewel, my dear!
I'll keep you company.
We'll have a chat. If you'd like that
Come sit upon my knee!

Jewel walked over to my arm chair,
then bent and hugged my neck,
She sat down and tousled my hair,
Giving my cheek a peck.
O Brother, Dear! O Brother, Dear!
She whispered in my ear
Don't act so old! Can't you just hold
Me while I snuggle here?

Underneath Jewel's sweater, her breasts
were visually concealed,
But as she crushed them to my chest,
Their features were revealed.
O Jewel, my dear! O Jewel, my dear!
Angora is so sleek.
Your treasures hide, but my hands glide,
Defining what they seek!

Discovering she wore no bra,
I raised her sweater's hem
And rubbed her breasts until I saw
Her nipples pop on them!
O Jewel, my dear! O Jewel, my dear!
If you extend your arms,
I could better take your sweater
Off and address these charms!

Jewel straightened up and turned her hips,
Her knees straddled my thighs.
While I was focused on her tips
She sought a different prize!
O Arthur, Dear! O Arthur, Dear!
Your cock is growing fat!
It has been trapped. It's not unwrapped.
I'll soon take care of that!

She yanked my jeans and shorts both down
enough to spring my dick.
She held my balls and rolled them 'round
As my cock grew more thick.
O Arthur, Dear! O Arthur, Dear!
As I study this bone
There's no telling if the swelling
Will go down on its own!

Jewel stood and stripped, herself and me,
Then got back in the chair,
But faced away, and on bent knee
Her ass stuck in the air!
O Arthur, Dear! O Arthur, Dear!
I hope I have a cure.
It's just a test, I'll do my best
But I can't know for sure!

Jewel wrapped her hand around my dick
And squeezed up some pre-cum.
She gave the bulbous head a lick
And pressed it with her thumb.
O Arthur, Dear! O Arthur, Dear!
I don't want you to wait.
Use no control, just let it roll
When you ejaculate!

As she performed, Jewel pushed her twat
Flush up against my lips.
I ran my tongue along her slot
And held her by her hips.
O Jewel, my dear! O Jewel, my dear!
The same applies to you!
Go with the flow, just let it go,
Keep coming 'til you're through!

The net result was dynamic;
One might say "explosive!"
Jewel's mouth was fused around my dick
And took all I could give!
O Mother, Dear! O Mother, Dear!
Our girl's a natural
And when she came it was the same:
She spent a waterfall!

Jewel spun around and our mouths met,
Our tongues played fast and loose.
Her pussy was still dripping wet,
My dick, coated with juice.
O Arthur, Dear! O Arthur, Dear!
I am unsatisfied.
Your reservoir has still got more,
So, won't you come inside?

Jewel raised herself, only to drop
Her cunt onto my cock.
Buried in her from balls to top,
Our hips began to rock.
O Mother, Dear! O Mother, Dear!
She knew just how to squirm.
Like a machine she milked me clean
Of every single sperm!

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