It Would be Rude to Refuse

Why not? You still had full control of the situation, this should be her time to let loose.

With her arm outstretched your mother offered no protest ask the needle sunk into the vein of her arm and the brown contents of the syringe were fully deposited into her blood stream. Almost immediately a feeling of euphoria and bliss washed over her entire body as the **** took effect. Your mother, delirious off her high, laid herself down on the bedding of the tent as she revelled in the feeling of complete satisfaction.

As your mother relaxed and enjoyed the rush the homeless man wasted no time seeing her in her **** state.

He showed no patience ripping off your mother’s dress, leaving it beyond repair when it was finally off. Her revealing panties came off much easier with just a tug. He took a moment to drink in the sight of her luscious full breasts and her perfectly shaved pussy, before he started ripping off his own layers of clothing. Sitting over your mother, both naked, he knew he had her exactly where he wanted her.

It was obvious that there was going to be very little ceremony between the two. The man almost never got pussy and seeing your mother like this was making him harder than he could remember being for a long time. Crawling between the legs and over your mother’s limp body he continued his molestation of her, planting her face and neck with kisses and licks. As your mother lay powerless, he continued to sober along her face, while his hands groped away at her tits and pussy. Even though your mother was in no state to move on her own or react to his **** her body instinctively recognized what was to happen to her and bean to ready itself by making her nipples stand erect and her pussy to moisten and get ready for her ****.

The man having taken the time to explore your mother’s body and leave his infected saliva all over her mouth and face aimed his filthy, unprotected, 6 inch dick at the entrance of her glistening pussy. Without a moments hesitation he drove his cock to the hilt inside of your mother’s tight and warm slit. Your mother, still spinning through her high, barely noticed as the man started to furiously hump into her, groaning loudly as he did so.