This time, I would know who the father of my child was. Porn I groaned, my cunt squeezing about him. He stared at me with hunger, trembling. For the first time ever, I tasted my son’s seed. Sensual. He ate my pussy three times a day, and I rewarded him with blowjobs, my pussy, and even my asshole. I didn’t need other men. “Listen,” I said, forcing myself to speak. To experience. I savored it. Would he be daring? My fingernails bit into his shoulders. The phrase “Mothers I’d Love to Fuck” stayed with me because it realized that I was a MILF. “Shit, Mom!” he groaned. You’re amazing, Mom!”
“So are you,” I moaned and rode my son.
