My cock twitched. “Yes, mom. I do.”
She smiled. “Before we go back inside the house, it’s my turn to have a drink of nectar. My favorite kind, in fact.”
Mom climbed off me, and with a deviant grin, she lowered herself and sucked off all the juices; my cum mixed with her orgasmic squirt. It was unbelievable seeing and feeling her lips and tongue devour all that cum. She loved it. She craved it.
We went for a brief swim in the lake. After all, the purpose of this early morning meeting was for exercise, wasn’t it? When we finished, we dried each other off, got dressed, and went back inside the house.