Mom and son find the truth

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Doug started kissing her again and it became more and more vigorous.

Gail’s hips glided long movement now, slow and deliberate. She pulsed back and forth, leaving Doug’s cock shiny.

My best friend was bathing my son with her pussy juices.

Doug pulled her buttocks wide and I could see the dark dot of her anus, and below that , the pink hole of her vagina.

Everything was only foreplay until one pull of her hips coincided with just the right angle of Doug’s cock.

That’s when the very tip of it lodged right at the entrance of Gail’s vagina. Both of them stopped moving.

“NOOO! We have to stop! Doug, we can’t go any farther. Please.”

“It’s up to you, Aunt Gail. But … don’t you want to know what I would feel like inside you?”

“Oh my God! Oh my God! Please forgive me!” Gail sobbed.

And she sat herself down on two inches of my son’s penis. “Aaaaahhh!” hissed out of her. She raised herself up and took in about half.

It was really happening. She was going to fuck my son. My son was going to fuck her.

“Oh, Aunt Gail, you’re so tight!”

One more time up and then excruciatingly slowly … down, engulfing the whole length of my boy.

“Doug! Oh Doug. So full … so full!

She rested there, lolling her head back and forth while rocking her bottom in a gyration, as if to accommodate what had just been fed into her.

“Been so long, been so long,” she growled. “You don’t know how good this feels.”

I don’t know if she was talking to herself, to Doug, or to some unknown Gods.

She raised herself all the way off Doug’s gigantic cock and then sat back down. It was an amazing thing to see: the way her feminine hole stretched fantastically to hug tightly against his manhood. I can only imagine the pleasure that pressure was giving my son.

Doug had asked: “Don’t you want to know what I would feel like inside you?” At that very moment when my best friend’s pussy swallowed up my son’s penis—I acutely felt that want.

Doug sucked her tits, those D-cups that dangled and shook and tempted him as she picked herself up and drove herself down again and again. Doug’s fingers dug cruelly into her buttocks as he pulled her onto himself while tilting his hips upward to meet her every movement. Deeper and deeper into his aunt’s body.

Every once in a while, Gail would stop, fully engulfed with cock, and grind her pussy against Doug. I can only imagine that she found some angle that punished her clitoris against his pubic bone, giving her and extra jolt of ecstasy.

That’s when she would scream: “YES! OH YES!”

She did this three separate times.

Doug’s face was a mixture of grimace and wonder. At one point, as if he couldn’t believe it, he said: “I’m fucking you! Aunt Gail, I’m fucking you!”

All Gail’s previous inhibitions about “We can’t do this” and “We’ve gone too far” and “No, I’m a married woman” must have evaporated with the heat of my son’s dick, because she screamed in reply:

“FUCK ME! DOUG! DOUG! PLEASE FUCK ME … HARDER!”

And Doug complied. He forced himself to greater speed and greater depths into her fertile womb (we know she was fertile, don’t we?) , spurred by her shrieking pleas.

Now the camera changed to the one on the bookcase behind the couch. Gail’s face had been away from the camera on the coffee table, but was clear with this view. And I soon knew why Doug had chosen this shot.

Gail blonde hair whipped as she shook her head and chanted: “OH GOD! OH GOD! OH GOD!”

Then she said: “Almost! Almost! YEESS! Almost!”

That’s when she kissed Doug hard on the mouth, then tore herself away from his face to shout to the ceiling: “I’M CUMMING! OH MY GOD! I’M CUMMING LIKE THAT! THERE! I’M CUMMING!”

Her face had shown a mixture of rapture and pain. I had never seen my friend’s face take on the extent of those contortions before.

My son had sexually satisfied a woman.

The camera changed back to showing Doug’s face. That same woman was about to sexually satisfy my son—with one surprise that I would never have expected.

Gail’s orgasm triggered Doug’s own. Right after her screams echoed through the house, Doug emitted six or seven AAAHHH’s and I knew each one of them had to be accompanied by a gooey, hot, high-pressured squirt of potent sperm and semen in the direction of her womb.

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