Son gives mother best present ever

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Sarah walked in, slipped out of her heels both because her feet were sore and because she knew of her son’s foot fetish, and called out, “You awake, Emmett?”

“In the living room, Mom,” Emmett called out, his dick beginning to awaken just from hearing her voice.

Sarah said, as she saw the tree up, “You started without me.”

Emmett turned around, glanced down to see if she was in nylons, and he said, his cock hardening instantly, “Just got the tree up. I waited on the ornaments until we could do things together.” He wondered if that hint was too obvious.

Sarah glanced down to his tented crotch and wanted to say, ‘Looks like the tree is up already’ and then decided to go ahead and say it, her lust for his cock again taking control of her better sense. She glanced back up, as if talking about the artificial Christmas tree, “Looks like the tree is already up.”

Emmett wasn’t sure whether his mom had noticed his erection pointing directly at her, as he nodded, trying to answer for both possibilities, “It’s easy to get this up.”

“I bet it is,” Sarah said, her tone implying his cock, which she couldn’t help but glance back down at. The next exhibit of indisputable evidence was now presented in front of her. It was obvious he wasn’t wearing any underwear… as if he were showcasing his cock for her.

“Pardon?” Emmett asked, even though he had heard her.

“Oh, I mean, I know it is,” Sarah covered, not wanting to make it look so obvious she was secretly a son-craving Mommy-slut.

Emmett smiled to himself, knowing he was having the effect on his mother he had hoped for. That said, this was as far as his plan had gone. Put up tree, don’t wear underwear… in his fantasies that was all it took before she pulled his sweatpants down and devoured his cock.

Sarah said, “So where is your special box?”

Emmett couldn’t believe how the incest Gods were just presenting opening after opening. He couldn’t help but push the envelope yet again as he pointed directly at her pussy and said, “Right there.”

Sarah gasped at her son’s direct naughty answer as she realized a new meaning to her own words.

Emmett, wanting to keep his mother off balance in an effort to get her to the point of no return while making it seem to be her idea as he continued, acting as if he wasn’t pointing directly at his mother’s cunt, “It’s right behind you.”

“Oh,” Sarah nodded, blushing at what she’d assumed. “Okay.”

“What did you think I meant?” Emmett asked, playing dumb.

“What? No, nothing,” the flustered mother said, even as she glanced down yet again at her son’s bulging crotch.

Emmett asked, “You sure?”

“Yes, I’m just hungry,” Sarah said, her gaze hovering on the big dick she really wanted to have for lunch, as she explained, “I didn’t have lunch yet.”

Emmett couldn’t resist, the temptation too impossible to ignore, “I can make you a salami sandwich.”

“I’d love one,” Sarah replied, unable to control her eyes as they lowered again to the salami she wanted sliding in her bun.

Emmett considered just pulling his sweats down and offering her his salami stick, but instead he said, even as his cock jumped in his sweatpants, knowing she was staring at it, “I’ll go make you one.”

“Thanks, honey,” Sarah said, as her pussy gushed into her panties at the naughty innuendos she and her son were tossing back and forth … even if he was oblivious to them.

Emmett went to the kitchen and made his mother a salami sandwich even as he hoped she would be having another one seconds later. He also cut up a cucumber and brought them back to the living room to see his mother on her knees, going through the boxes, the soles of her nylon feet looking up at him. Although he loved a woman’s toes in nylons, as well as her legs, he also loved the soles of the feet (especially fucking them, which he had done to a couple MILFs… nylon foot jobs were really hot).

“Your lunch is ready,” Emmett declared.

“You’re such a sweet boy,” Sarah said, standing up and taking the plate reluctantly, barely willing to eat the salami sandwich, when in reality she wanted to eat the entire sausage whole.

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