Mother and Son play while Dad is away

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And all the while, she kept her eyes turned upwards so that she could look at him.

There was nothing more intense and erotic so far as Mark was concerned than looking down into his mother’s eyes, watching as she sucked on his cock – no, watching as she thoroughly enjoyed sucking on his cock.

As the inferno flared up wildly and he found himself unable to contain it anymore, he reached out for her again with both hands, one hand cupping her chin while the other landed on top of her head. Her eyes still holding his, she was still now at long last as she recognized what was about to happen, dropping her hands to grab and hold her own breasts.

He would fuck her face now. He would fuck his own mother’s face.

No matter how many times he did it, he could never get over just how wild and thrilling it was to do something so forbidden with the woman who gave birth to him just over two decades ago.

Shifting his feet to better brace himself, he began moving his hips, pumping his dick in and out of her mouth. His strokes were slow and steady at first, but he was far too close to coming now for that to last for very long. Soon enough, he was almost a blur as he shoved himself all the way down her throat, withdrew until only the fat head was still between her lips, and then did it again. She knew how to do this without choking or gagging, without being hurt in any way whatsoever, and so she was able to sit tight and ride it out.

And still her eyes did not leave his.

At last, it happened.

The young man closed his eyes, threw his head back, and let out a straining, choked cry as his cock started gushing it’s pearly white cream down her throat. She was careful to lap up every last drop of Mark’s cum.

She always swallowed for her son, but never did for her husband.

By the time he had pulled his head back down and gotten his eyes open again, she was slurping down the last few morsels and grinning up at him with a gleam in her eye.

“Mom . . .?”

“Yeah, babe?”

“I’m going to fuck the shit out of you tonight.”

Her smile only got bigger.

Strong hands took hold of her and hauled Lori back to her feet, but did not then release her. Instead, the woman was pulled quickly over to the bed and pushed unceremoniously down onto it, her panties disappearing in an instant.

Standing beside the bed, Mark could not resist taking just a moment to consider the naked woman lying before him.

Oh, he wasn’t blind to the fact that she wasn’t one of those plastic, airbrushed, liposuctioned, girls that the media tried to call the perfect woman, the kind who’d had so much plastic surgery that they weren’t biodegradable anymore, but then he didn’t actually see the point in drooling over a Barbie doll. No, it was his mother who was the perfect, the ideal woman in his eyes – a position she’d held ever since the day he was born.

A real woman, especially this particular woman, would always outclass and outdistance any of those imposters!

She smiled up at him. “So,” she ventured softly, teasingly, “how long are you going to keep me waiting for?”

He leaned over her so that he could kiss those invitingly soft lips lingeringly, then was away again so that he could rip the last of his clothes off and be as naked as she.

With that, her waiting was over.

Returning to the bed, he did not hesitate to reclaim his forbidden lover, lifting her legs up into the air and holding them to his chest as his hips thrust forward, stabbing the full length of his once more hard cock all the way into her aroused, swampy cunt.

She almost levitated off the bed as he penetrated her so suddenly and so deeply, letting out a cry of utter joy.

Clawing at the bed spread with both hands, her back arching again under the onslaught, she was rocking in an effort to meet each and every one of his thrusts. He was actually pretty close to his father in size and shape, but somehow or other he always seemed to be able to reach places that Joel didn’t even know existed, to make her feel things that she had only read about in romance novels before letting the teenager into her bed.

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