He put down what he was reading; it was reading ‘Dear Penthouse’ letters. He looked at me, “Can I keep going.” I gave him a very small nod yes. XXX “Oh yes…oh yes baby…make me cum…make your mom cum with your nice tongue.”
I let out a loud scream with continuous squeals as if I was teenage girl again having my first orgasm. The more I had these thoughts the easier it became to embrace my lust for him. I could feel my pussy becoming even wetter as my son slowly unbuttoned my top. I could feel it jet across my tongue and splattering against the back of my mouth. “Wow mom, my friends would be so jealous if they knew how great a cock sucker you are.” I blushed a bit as I
