“You like them, baby, I know you do. Take out that beautiful cock and show me how much you love Mommy‘s tits.”
Ken was watching his mother like a hawk. He probably didn’t even realize he started rubbing his quickly growing cock through his briefs. Cathy’s heart sped up as she watched that big, impressive bulge swell under his hand.
“Show me, baby,” his mother nearly pleaded. “It can’t hurt if we’re only looking, right?”
He didn’t need to be told again. The next thing Ken did was pull the band of his boxer briefs down over the huge lump of his cock. Then that big, hard shaft swaggered out into the open. He caught his swinging rod in his hand and started to slide it over the shaft. Cathy couldn’t help uttering a soft gasp.
“You too, Mom,” Ken said, obviously eager to see his mother touch her pussy again.
The very idea had Cathy’s heart racing, and her slit was already starting to flush with warm dew. She knew she had to reveal everything to him. The other day in the shower he never saw his mother’s pussy except for the sight of her mound as she’d been standing, and even then she’d had her hand over it most of the time while rubbing her excited clit. The look in her boy’s eyes left no mistake. He wanted his mother to spread that wet flower and show him everything.
Cathy went to the table and pulled out a chair. She with a racing pulse, she pushed off her thong and sat down. At first, she sat with her thick, round legs close together, even though she was aching to finger her aching slit. She was waiting for Ken to take off his T shirt and briefs, and the boy didn’t even need to be told. He just pulled them off and stood there naked with his fully erect cock jutting out at his mother.
“God, baby, it’s so beautiful,” she sighed as she parted her full thighs.
The look in Ken’s eyes as his mother’s damp slit opened up in full view made the woman’s clit tingle with electricity. She reached between her thighs with both hands and spread her hairless slit with her fingers, letting her boy see what he couldn’t the other day. Ken rewarded his mother with a low growl of lust and started stroking his cock again.
Cathy spread the flesh surrounding her clit wide, making her swollen pearl stand up as much as possible. Then she started massaging the bud with the tip of one finger and watched her naked son stroke his thick rod. God, how the horny mother wished she could touch it. She was aching to see how hot and rock hard that silky cock flesh would feel under her caressing hands. Even more, she couldn’t stop thinking about how it would feel and taste in her wet mouth. Cathy had always loved sucking a nice, big cock, but her son’s was the nicest and biggest she’d ever seen, and she loved him more than any other man in her life. If anyone deserved to experience her deep, oral passion it was Ken. But her own son? That was simply impossible.
Cathy had seen a couple of other men stroke their dicks for her in the past, but never to the point of cumming. Those times had ended up in hot, sexual entanglements. And as much as the passionately horny mother wanted to do things no mother should never even dream about doing with her son, she had also loved seeing Ken make himself cum so hard the other day. So much that she yearned to see his spunk erupt once again.
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