Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

A Slut For Her Son:>115

He held me tight and with short jabs tickled my cervix with the head of his cock.

"Look at her... just look at her. Tell me you'd do it Mom, be my Slut right now... please..."

Once my brain registered what he said the all familiar tingle ran up and down my spine. It's been a long time since he wanted me to be his slut. I looked at Kristy's pussy spread open in front of us and pushed my ass back at my son while the head of his cock begun opening my cervix.

"Ohhh... oh my god!" I whispered feeling the tight, spreading feeling deep inside of me.

"Tell me you'd eat Kristy..." He whispered.

I made short, quick movements with my hips fucking myself on his long meat.

"Yes, I would..." I whispered in resignation ready to cum.

"Tell meeeee..."

He was Cuming and so was I.

"I would... ohhhhhhh... I would eat her pussyyyyyyy... oh my god... I would eat Kristy's pussyyyyyyy..." I hissed back at him.

womb. I couldn't stand it, I came as well biting my lower lip so I wouldn't make a sound as we both silently held on riding the waves of our orgasms. Through my orgasmic ecstasy

cock as he shot his load inside of me. We stayed joined together that way until he was done and his cock stopped

god, how much cum did you have?" I asked amazed

and instinctively licked my lips. He did not

your

Once inside I quickly dropped to my knees and took him inside my mouth.

know why but I like

"Good slut," He cooed.

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just like that...

let out during the height of my orgasm. Looking up at

"Tommy I..."

my words as his hands found my firm ass cheeks. When he finally broke the kiss I was so weak from

know you wouldn't but

His handsome face was tense with anticipation and his eyes pleadingly watched my every move. He really wanted this. I shook my head at

making us breakfast and coffee. John came in from the living room we sat in the kitchen making small talk avoiding what happened last night. At least I was avoiding it still thinking of my daring encounter with my son few minutes ago. John did not ask any questions at first about having someone in our bed; he quietly ate breakfast with me but did not press the issue of me bringing another woman into our bedroom. I suspected he enjoyed last night's adventure too much and didn't want to jeopardize anything with wrong questions. I sat across the table from him giving him a look from now and then while he ate. He seemed to be

new camera?" I asked

"Yeah," He smiled.

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