"So, how are you, Erin? How's my husband?"

She giggled. "Um, he's good so far, Kate. Would you feel better if I said he wasn't the knight in shining armor?"

"Well, considering how close my kids are to yours, it's a small price to pay. I know Kelsey and Richard weren't too enthused about having step-siblings, but they seemed to have really clicked. I know Roger and Richard are enjoying their time together, they're playing video games together right now.  So, something good came out of it other than my ex getting another woman."

"But seriously, you're not jealous, are you?"

"No, not at all. I'm glad we can hang out too, and be civil," I added, feeling her shoulder.

"Thank you."

I nodded and we stayed quiet for a moment.

Then we heard footsteps. "Oh, there you two are," Richard said, walking into the living room with Roger.

Then they both went to their mom. I didn't know what to make of it, but as soon as I felt Richard get close to me, my panties got wet.

"And I've definitely noticed our sons are closer to us now," Erin mentioned, hugging Roger.

'Well, they both know what it's like to fuck me; so it could be that too. Oh, I'm one horny MILF, I want to have sex with my son again or even you, Roger. If I ever got both of you at the same time, that'd be hot. You're shaking too, Richard, is that because you want to have sex with me again?'

I was certain about that, and even if we were chatting about other things, I had the idea of getting it on with Richard again on my mind. I saw Roger and Erin getting closer too, but Richard still stole my attention.

"Um, Mom," Roger said, rising. "I'm sorry, Rich and Kate, but could I steal her away for a few minutes?"

I tried not to cheese. "Yes, take all the time you need, we'll be okay alone," I giggled, pulling my son closer to me.

"Okay, we shouldn't be too long," she said as Roger pulled her out of the room.

As soon as they were out of the room, I moved in front of him. "I don't know what that was about, but I want to have sex with my son," I moaned, before kissing him and placing my palms on his cock. "Oh, you're as hard as rock."

"Mom, what if they come back?" I questioned, stalling her. "Maybe they'll go by example. Remember, Roger has-"

"Mom, don't finish that sentence."

"Are you going soft on me?"

"Well, Mom."

I chuckled again, but pushed the straps off my shoulders. "How about I show you these? You remember them, right?"

"Oh, yes, Mom, you're nuts."

"Damn right, I am," I admitted, stealing his hands. "You may feel your mom up, and if your prick gets hard again," I added, feeling it. "It's not like your hot to trot mom is gonna judge you."

"Wow, you have soft hands, Mom."

"Did you miss them, or my boobs? I know you're with someone else, but you're still hot and horny for your mom, aren't you?"

"Yes, Mom."

"Good, because I'm single, and I don't want to date someone my own age after the divorce," I told him, prior to leaning to his wood.

"Yes, Mom, yes, that's good," he moaned, feeling my head. "Yes, I'm seeing someone else, but shit, how can I turn you down?" he pondered, before a gap. "I can't, right?"

I nodded, placed my palms on the base, and sucked the life out of his rod. I missed it so much, but when I got with him again, I had to cherish our time together. Even with me half naked, I was already sweating up a storm.

I couldn't keep my eyes on him, but I didn't mind then. I was having too much fun making him feel good. I even pulled his pants down even further so I had perfect access to his member. I wasn't sure how long his dick was then, but it felt longer than the last time we did it.

"Well, you know how to show love, Mom, who couldn't love you right back?"

I shrugged and kept going on him. I felt the veins in his member going haywire, and him needing to jerk around quite a bit. I could only imagine whoever he was seeing taught to deal with pleasure, but this was special circumstances.

We still managed to make a lot of eye contact, and let the intimacy flow. I made him shake like mad and pull my hair, but it was like nothing I ever felt before again. I knew every guy loved getting their dick sucked, but with my son, it was magical.

"Oh, yes, Mom," he moaned, lying back. "You're a grand MILF, and I love you to the moon and back. Holy shit, that's good. May I feel your boobs?"

I calmly rose. "You may feel them, dude, I'm only your mom. I don't care if you're seeing someone, I'm always open for you."

He felt my bundles of joy for a moment as I stroked his member. My panties were soaked, and I felt the joy of getting with him again. He clamped down on my hooters and surely scrubbed them a bit too.

I wanted to fuck his brains out, but it was possible Roger and Erin could come back at any time. Yet, I was still giving him a mean hand job, and he was gonna need to pop soon. Yet, until then, I wasn't about to half-ass any pleasuring and wait for him to lose it.

"Mom, may I kiss you?"

"Yes," I answered, before kissing him. "You may do anything with me. I'm just your hot mom, and I do love you more than life itself. Maybe you're leading your sister, but still."

"Okay."

I smiled and went back to his cock. I sucked the life out of it and waited for him to cum, but he was still making me work for it. He caressed my head again and bolted out those moans like his life depended on it.

I felt his wood getting stiffer and his veins were going apeshit, but yet, he proved that he could be quite the sex partner and last. Sure enough, it was good and bad. So, I took that with a grain of salt and watched him the best I could.

I wanted to see him dole out the intimacy, but it was still a fool's errand to lock eyes with him completely. I had to keep myself paced and that meant sacrificing a little eye contact to keep his prick well taken care of indeed.

He still managed to stay upright and watch me the best he could. Yet, I was daring him to fall back, but he showed restraint even if he needed to use my head for leverage. I never knew I could be such a feisty dicksucker, but he brought it out, though.

"Mom, I want to kiss you."

I giggled and came up to him again. "I think that means you love me, Roger," I theorized, before kissing him. "You don't just see me as someone you can fuck, but a loving mom too, huh?" I asked, stroking his cock.

"Yes."

"It's good that you love, Erin, but I'll always be your number one mom, right?"

"Yes."

"Good, because you're my favorite son by the way."

"Good, because I was concerned."

I kissed him again and got on his lap. Whoever you've been seeing, I'll have to send her a bouquet of flowers or something," I told him, grabbhing his cock.

I aligned it with my pussy and he held me tight. "Holy shit, you're hot, Mom."

"Your schlong is hard for a reason, dude," I reminded him, before letting his cock in there. "Well, you should introduce me to your girlfriend, and maybe let her see me naked so she'll understand. Now feel me up again."

He had to listen to me, and I rode him once again. I wasn't sure what Roger and Erin were up to still, but I was cherishing that time with my son. His cock definitely got bigger since the last time I had sex with him.

I had to blink several times to get used to it again, but it was worth it. I felt him grab onto my thighs hard and make sure he could take me. I did most of the work and made my pussy thrust off his member perfectly.

My breasts were flopping again, but he made sure to watch my eyes. So, he made sure to bring the love to me and appreciate me. Of course, my melons caught his attention eventually. I giggled and even took his hands to them.

"Come on, son, neither of us is perfect; so you may look at my hooters. Feel them, leer at them, and cum all over them if you'd fancy."

"Okay, Mom," he let out, sighing. "I want to kiss you again."

I had to cheese and even let out a single tear. "I love you," I whispered, before making out with him.

I kept my cunt thrusting a bit, but not as much. He continued to feel me up too, and he even seemed to think he'd get some milk out of them. I knew he was just horny and wanted to experience everything with me again.

Although, after a couple of minutes, he needed to push my lips away. "Mom, I gotta cum, get off me," he whined, convulsing a bit.

"No, cum inside your mom," I pleaded, wrapping my arms around him. "I want to feel it."

I wanted it badly and he couldn't stop that turn of events. I got him to shoot his load deep inside me, but of course, it was facing gravity. He moaned like mad and grabbed my thighs once again. It hurt a bit, but I didn't care.

I held his shoulders hard too, but I hurt him in the process. Nevertheless, we both enjoyed that, and I wasn't sure if anyone else could ever top that sensation. So, in that moment, I relished feeling my son's cum inside me.

"Mom, are you on the pill?" he griped shaking again.

"Yes, why do you ask?" I giggled, getting off him.

"Oh, Mom, you..."

"I, what, Richard?" I asked, standing in front of him and bringing my hands to my cunt. "There's my son's seed," I pointed out as it plummeted out. "You came a lot, dude. You must be in love with me, huh?"

"Something, I guess, Mom."

"I might be a woman in her 40s, but..." I said, before pulling him up with me. "I'm still a horny woman, and I need to be fucked. So, please don't judge me."

"Okay, Mom, consider yourself off the hook."

"You're biased, but thank you," I added, before kissing him. "I know you're having sex with someone, and I'm not gonna ask you to tell me who, but I want you to keep getting into MILF panties over and over again."

"Okay, Mom."

"You will have to take me out to dinner next time, though."

He nodded and felt me up yet. I felt his rod again and stroked it ever so slowly. We bonded a bit more and attacked each other with our breaths. We didn't need to say another word for over five minutes as we enjoyed each other's company again.

We kissed each other a few times, though, and I felt both his cum and mine oozing from my slit. I couldn't help, but love how much he loved me and even if he was seeing someone else. In fact, it made me hornier.

"Yes, you are a horny MILF."

"I know, but damn, what the hell are Roger and Erin doing?"

Then he broke eye contact.

"What, Richard?"

"Nothing."

"I think you know something, but let's get dressed."

"No," he told me, before kissing me again. "I want to make you feel good now, Mom," he told me, before having me sit back down.

He got down on his knees and spread out my legs. I wasn't even sure if any of his cum was still there, but he went down on me without delay.

"Oh, yes, Richard, if you wanted to prove that you loved me, well, mission accomplished," I moaned, feeling his head. "I fucking love you."

I lied there as the MILF I was and endured the pleasure he wanted to give me. Once again, he proved too that he learned a thing or two since we last had sex. He kept his palms on my thighs and kept me down the best he could.

He tickled my snatch the best he could, and surely made me cum right away. It was just such a turn-on to have my son wanting to eat me out, and it felt like a dream. I tried to watch him, but just like when I sucked his dick, he needed to close his eyes for some time too.

He let his tongue all over my cunt and I got his face drenched in my juice within seconds. He pushed his face onto it to ensure my juice stayed imprinted on his face. So, my scent would stay on his face forever if need be.

I had to jerk around even just after a minute, and I presented a challenge to him. Nevertheless, he was up for it and followed my slit around the best he could. I tried to watch him as much as I could, but it wasn't easy.

My pussy was on fire and I was cumming like mad, but he wasn't getting ahead of himself. I witnessed him focus himself, and show me the love that he just shouldn't. That was quite alright with me, and I accepted all of it.

Even with my bush down there, he went to town on me and made me cry a bit. I couldn't help it, he just wooed me flawlessly, and he wasn't phoning in any pleasuring. With him licking my lips both inside and out and looking at me as much as he could, he demonstrated how hot he could be.

I had seen porn before, but he put all those performers to shame as he made me feel so damn good. He pushed down my bush too; so he could work around it effortlessly. I felt every single inch of my body sweating like mad, and it was all because of him.

He ate me out with purpose and made damn sure to deliver everything he could. I felt his tongue dive into my slit as well, and feel around in there too. So, that made it even harder to stay still; he was still helping me by keeping my legs down.

So, he prepped me properly and surely had me craving more and more. I wanted to rip him right from whoever he was dating and show her I could make him purr even if I was the cat in this scenario. I fondled his head and surely soiled the couch too, so he had me well taken care of indeed.

Yet, he wanted to show love by coming up to kiss me. "I love you, Mom," he muttered, before kissing me. "I could fuck you all day long," he bragged, before going back to my cunt.

I was sure he could at least put up his best fight to make that happen if we had the house to ourselves, but that wasn't the case. Even still, he sucked on my swollen lips too, and made me purr some more. I had to shed several tears and endure it all, but I was up for anything.

I even pulled his hair a bit, but that wasn't slowing him down. He went on like mad even shoving his fingers into my cherry too. So, he pulled out all the stops and wooed me like he wasn't even trying.

I shimmered like never before and belted out moans so much, I was sure Erin and Roger would hear. Yet, I didn't get their attention and got to cherish the serene love Richard wanted to give me.

I didn't even need to ask him to eat me out, he desired to if only to make me feel good. He did that and more, and he wasn't about to stop. His tongue attacked my pussy endlessly both inside and out, and he sucked my lips into his mouth a bit too.

So, he even had a direct line to my cum, and I was certain he drank some of it. A lot must have drizzled out too, but I didn't mind that. In fact, I thrived off it because it showed how turned on I was. After a few minutes, I locked eyes with him and let the love flow from one another's eyes perfectly.

He slowed down a tad as it happened, but the intimacy spiked which was awesome. I still felt my twat oozing out my lady juice onto his face, and that turned me on even more. He proved that I had a lot more sexual love to offer, and he wanted it.

So, I had to haul him up to me to kiss him. I tasted all of my juice right off his lips, and cherished that sensation too. All the while, he fingered me and made it hard to focus on kissing him. He let his fingers thrust with one hand and scoured my bush with the other.

"Oh, you're evil, just like me."

"Thank you, I guess."

"You may call me anytime, day or night, my panties are open for you, son."

"Okay, Mom."

"Now finish off your mom," I ordered him, before lying back. "Give me everything you've got."

I dared him, and he went for it. I immediately felt his lips meet mine down there and he pushed my bush out of the way again. So, he gave himself perfect access to my cunt, and feasted on it as his life depended on it.

"Oh, yes, Richard," I moaned, angling my head back. "Fuck me just like that."

He thrived on my motherly love and cherished me like he just shouldn't. I could feel it through his tongue, mouth, lips, and of course, his eyes, too. So, it was all too clear that he loved me way more than he should.

I shed so many tears, that I nearly thought I'd start balling, but I didn't want to disturb the intimacy he gave me. Never before had I felt so good. He squashed literally all his predecessors and practically rubbed it in their faces without them knowing it.

I jerked around endlessly and let out the moans so much that my lungs were feeling it too. Yet, I wanted anything and everything he wanted to hurl at me then. He ate my sweet MILF pussy and proved I was his number one mom bar none.

I still had my juice coming out too, and getting all over his face, but I made sure to wipe it away from time to time too. I took care of him as my son and maintained my motherhood role. Even if we were having sex, I was still his mom.

I still managed to pull him up to kiss me from time to time too, and taste my own juice right off his lips. I made out with him as a lover rather than anything else. Sure enough, him being my son was a turn-on, but still, I loved having him get into my panties.

He still fingered me too, and made sure to woo me better than I could imagine. Sure enough, it was all fucked up in more ways than one, but I didn't care. I loved him so damn much, I could overlook just about anything then.

After two minutes, I swiftly parted my lips. "Oh, I wish it was okay for a mother to date her son. Holy shit, I love you, Richard," I mumbled, before turning around. "Fuck me from behind now, son. Fuck me hard, and cum inside your mom again if need be. You may fill up your hot mommy, she doesn't mind."

"Okay, Mom," he muttered, before grabbing his rod. "Yes, I'm cheating, but..." he let out, before aligning it with my cunt. "I just fucking love you, Mom," he added, before he pushed it in there. "Wow, you're a steaming MILF," he let out, grabbing my buttcheeks. "Now take my big dick," he said, prior to fucking me hard.

"Oh, yes, I will, so give me all you've got, son," I moaned, closing my eyes and grabbing the cushions.

"Oh, yes, Mom, I'll fuck you all night long if need be. You're a MILF's MILF, Mom, and you're priceless to me and Roger anyway. He loved getting with you, so nwo I can't be mad at him. I want to be, but I can't."'

"I have that effect on people," I broke the news, peeking at him. "Now grab your mommy's tits too."

He couldn't resist that, so he held them for leverage as he fucked the shit out of me. He didn't go easy on me at all and showed his cock had enhanced a good deal. I dealt with it the best I could, but it was a tall order.

He grasped my buttcheeks hard and showed the freaky good love. I couldn't keep eye contact with him, but he didn't mind because he was having too much fuck plowing me. He kept his thrusts somewhat long, but not too long.

All the while, he kept his hands planted on my butt and kept me in place to keep going. I had the couch to prop me up, but he was still focused on keeping me in place to keep going until he couldn't anymore.

With every thrust he gave me, he made my slit hurt a bit more, but it came with such a taboo notion that was hot as hell. So, I couldn't resist the urge to have him keep going on me. My boobs hurt, but I didn't care, the emotions were well worth it.

I had to shed a few more tears again and endure it all the best I could. Yet, his massive pecker was busting me up big time. I still didn't know how his pecker got so big, but I didn't care. I just wanted him to keep fucking me forever.

She squeezed my hooters so hard, I was certain he was trying to rip them off, but of course, he was horny as hell. So, I took it all with a grain of salt and relished it all like nothing else. I fought the pain as much as I could, but it felt so bad that it was good.

So, I couldn't stop it even if I wanted to, and he was hooked on me it seemed. So, if nothing else, I gave him a drug and would have him come back to me for more at some point. I tried to comprehend everything, but sure enough, he made my mind melt.

With him also grabbing my jugs, he had me hooked right along with him. It was wrong, but still, the scorching taboo hotness was all worth it. I worshiped him, and l wanted him all I could get him. It was passionate sex doused with lighter fluid.

I surely felt his cock enlarging as it kept thrusting in my cunt, and he surely devoured it as time went on. No matter how much passion and love I had, I wasn't gonna be able to go forever. Yet, I was up to the challenge.

He clutched my melons and even began hurting them a bit, but I couldn't care less. I had my son having the time of his life giving it to me, and I cherished every second of it. I stayed down a bit for him to fuck me like that, but that gave him the perfect stance.

He couldn't let go of my hooters to save his life it seemed. I was feeling it like mad, but nothing and no one was gonna get me to stop him. I knew even if a hurricane came through there, I was still gonna be fucking my son.

I knew I got juice plastered all over his cock and I had to peek at it going in and out. I didn't have the best look at it, but I got to see some of it. Then I looked back up into his eyes again. We didn't speak, but our eyes said plenty.

His thrusts halted somewhat, but I saw that as a good thing because he wanted to give me intimacy. He could be as attracted to me as he could be, but he still saw me as his mom and eatned to pay me all the love and attention he could.

"Mom, I want to kiss you."

I arched my back. "Just don't take your palms on my bosoms," I muttered, before pasting my lips to his.

I felt him shaking again and I wasn't sure if needed to shoot, but I didn't care. He still wasn't gonna knock me up, so I wasn't worried. Just like I thought, he tightened his grip on my boobs. He pushed his lips onto mine as hard as could, and showed the love.

I felt them getting sweaty, but I loved it that way. His cock dove in as deeply as it could even if I couldn't physically see it. Yet, I felt him getting closer to me and his dick getting bigger still. Sure enough, that made my pussy hurt more, but it was worth the price.

I never kissed someone so wistfully, yet it was happening. He wanted me just as much as I wanted him, but maybe even a little more so. He followed my order and kept his palms on my moenymakers like he'd die if he let them down.

After five sexy minutes, I parted my lips. "I wonder how jealous your dad would get if he knew about this."

"I have no idea, Mom."

"You have no idea how much I love you, Richard," I told him, pushing his cock out.

I turned around and sat down on couch. I aligned his wood back with my slit again, and he pushed it right back in there.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him. "I'm not gonna say something bad about your girlfriend, but I gotta imagine I'm a better fuck than her, right?"

He broke eye contact for a few seconds. "Um, yes?"

"Are you asking a question?"

"I don't know, Mom, I'm sorry," he mumbled.

"What? You're not mad that we had sex, are you? I know I pushed myself on you."

"No, Mom," he made clear, before kissing me. "I'll just have to tell my girlfriend."

I bit down on my bottom lip. "Um, why? What if she tells someone? People won't like it, especially your dad, step-mom, and others around us."

"Okay, Mom, this can be just for us then."

I nodded and leaned toward him. "Just remember: my panties will come off if you just say the word."

He nodded and began thrusting his member. That time, I could clearly see his schlong going in and out ever so slowly. Nevertheless, I had to pay him some intimacy too, and I grabbed his arms for leverage.

He kept his thrusts slow, but his veiny pecker still made my cunt feel it badly. We didn't speak for a few minutes as we kept going. I was delighted that he still hadn't needed to cum, but I knew it was coming.

He still managed to make my melons shake too which caught his attention. I knew if anything, it would strike his defenses, and make him want to shoot my titties. Until then, we bonded even more and adored one another.

He held my thighs hard, but not too hard. After all, he wasn't plowing me that time, but I could tell he wanted to. Yet, he kept himself on a leash that time, and there was still no telling when Erin and Roger come back.

I still saw him sweating his ass off, and just relishing me in a way he shouldn't. So, it was an eye candy buffet for me, and of course, my heart swelled up too so I could only love him a bit more. It was beyond fucked up, but in a good way.

I wanted him to feel every single inch of me and truly fall for me. Even if he was seeing someone else, he was wooing me in a way no one else could. He showeboated the love and rubbed my nose in it.

Not that I didn't like it, but it was clear as day, and it was all real indeed. I could look into his soul and see everything I wanted to see and more. He just wanted to love me and make me feel good even if he was dating someone else.

"Oh, yes, Mom, you have some MILF body and you are a great fuck."

"I'm glad to hear that, and now I want to see you keep going until you need to cum. I want to see every single drop, Richard. Will you do that for your mom?"

"Oh, yes, I will, Mom, I'll do anything for you."

"Fuck me in the middle of Times Square on New Years Eve."

"Okay, almost anything."

"Well, I'm a horny MILF and my son likes to fuck me, you can't blame me."

"No, I can't," he maoned, before he evicted his rod.

I saw him take his member in his hand and begin stroking it over my pussy. I saw him having a great time, and he couldn't even keep eye contact with me. He didn't need to, though. He just gave me all of his white stuff, and I reveled in all of it.

It took him a moment to finish his orgasm, but it left me covered in his seed. It all landed hot, but got cold quickly. It created the grandest sensation on my hooters, and I had to appreciate that more than anything.

Then I rubbed it in and peeked at him. "Why, thank you, Richard."

"You're welcome, Mom."

"I love you."

"I love you too."

"What the fuck are Roger and Erin doing? They've been gone for a long time."

"I don't know."

"Well, let's go find out," I suggested, rising.

"Mom, you're naked."

"I know, but if they've been gone this long, they obviously don't want us to know what they're doing, so that's got me more than curious they're doing something naughty," I said, before a gap. "And you just broke eye contact, so I think you know something. I can't bribe you with sex, but spill it."

He stayed silent.

"Oh, get up," I commanded him, bringing him up to me.

I had his hand, and I escorted him out of the living room and went into the hallway. I saw her bedroom door was closed. So, I went right to it with Richard. He was reluctant, but still came with me. He held my hand with me and I didn't even bother peeking at him.

I heard the bed creaking, so that made my head go to one place. I glanced at Richard then and saw the worried face. So, I couldn't resist the urge to crack the door open. From one second to the next, I saw them.

"Oh, yes, there is another son that really loves his mom," I muttered, pulling Richard to me. "Tell me you didn't know about this."

"I knew about this."

"And you didn't tell me? That's naughty, young man. Your step-brother is helping his mom cheat by fucking her. She's riding him, so get this front-row seat with me while we're naked," I told him, glancing in there again.

He couldn't resist that, especially with both of us still naked. If that wasn't enough, though, I managed to grab his hands and brought it to my cherry. So, he how wet I was then, and he showed me how hard he was by pushing his cock on my butt.

So, he witnessed Roger and Erin having sex too, and it certainly had him turned on. We just had great mother/son sex and it only made me want him even more when I saw Erin riding her hung son.

They had their backs to us, so we could see them without them noticing, and I felt Richard fingering me badly. So, he was more than turned on, and I was certain he knew what was going on with them beforehand.

I wasn't focused on that then, just seeing those two experience such taboo love together, too. Richard couldn't resist the urge to feel my tit with his free hand and push himself on me a bit. So, he spread his precum all over my butt too, and surely already fought the urge to cum again.

It was so much better than watching porn, and needless to say, with my hunk of a son watching with me, it was so much sweeter. He increased his grip on my tit, but didn't hurt me. Even if he did, it would be in a moment of passion.

"Yes, this is hot, Mom," he muttered, leaving a string of kisses on my neck.

Then I turned around and took his hand. "Well, yes, having sex with your sauve son is quite the experience," I told him, before taking his fingers into my mouth.

He watched me wash his fingers, and those two kept fucking each other. We heard them, but didn't look. I stole Richard's attention, but he didn't mind. I couldn't help it, I was attracted to him and wanted him to fuck me as much as I could get him to even if he was with someone else.

Then I released his fingers. "Give your mommy a kiss," I ordered him, before enveloping my arms around him.

He went up against the wall and made out with me as passionately as he could. His cock went up against my stomach, but I couldn't resist the urge to grab his rod. I brought it to my pussy and rubbed them together.

I felt him shake again, and that told me he was truly enjoying himself regardless of how taboo and wrong it was. That made it scorching, but of course, we had serene love to go along with it. We weren't two strangers that loved to screw, but mother and son.

"Mom, I gotta cum again," he groaned.

"Then shoot me, son."

He nodded and a few seconds later, he did just that. He blasted on my stomach, but not as much as he came before because seeing them turned him on so much. It kind of forced an orgasm along with my help.

"Oh, Mom, you're too much," he muttered, trying to make eye contact.

I just smiled and peeked at my stomach. I didn't care that he didn't cum as much as before, I was just happy he did it.

"I aim to please, son," I told him, before kissing him.

We made out again and that time, we felt each other with his seed plastered down there. I felt so loved, it was maddening. I knew it all came down to him being my son, but even so, nothing and no one was gonna ruin this for me.

I loved spending time with him, but of course, he needed plenty of time for whoever he was seeing. He grabbed my buttcheeks too and got right back into his sexual persona even though he just came again. I pushed my bosoms on him too, so I was sure that helped. 

Although, then we heard the door creak open. "Oh, isn't this interesting?" we heard Erin ask.