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Mom and Me

Date: 8/19/2015, Categories: Mature, Author: flyboy69, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

huge cock every time it went inside me. I wanted his cock, his balls, all of it inside my hungry, greedy pussy. The velocity and pace of his thrusts accelerated and I felt the first warm spurt of cum cover the insides of my cunt. I started cumming at the same time and I licked his face, moaned and yelled with the feel of his hot thick cum and my pussy muscles milking him. Finally our gyrations quieted and I pressed to him and held him until I felt his soft cock plop out of my pussy. I stood and he looked to see his cum draining down my legs. Late, after we were in bed, he came into my room, licked my pussy and fucked me again, this time as I was on my knees and he was behind me. The next morning before leaving for work, he fucked me again. He told me he would come home for lunch and I couldn't wait, because I knew he would fuck me again. It has been a year since Dan and I started the sexual part of our relationship. Fairly quickly after the first time, he went away to college in another state so I only saw him a few times a year, and every time he was home we found a way and time to have sex. It almost seemed like a routine affair between two adults, except of course it wasn't like that at all. We were mother and son. Most of the fears that I had early on were unfounded. We seemed to have an amazing capacity for compartmentalizing this whole thing. When others were around, we seemed about as normal as any other f****y. We watched movies together, ate together, played in the ... pool. The only small concern was that my son didn't seem to be developing relationships with girls his own age, or at least I thought that was the case. That was confirmed to a degree by his friend Joe that was from our hometown and went to the same college as Dan. Joe would tease Dan about not having a girlfriend. It may have just been two guys k**ding each other and in some ways it wasn't a big deal. I was probably exaggerating things. And there was probably a small part of me that would have even been a little jealous but I also wanted Dan to have normal relations with girls and I was afraid I had affected that. A few times -- well, actually a lot of times -- I would swear that I wasn't going to do it anymore. But, almost as soon as he would get home, we would be at it again. The last time he came home was a little different. He'd been gone for three months and when he got home there was no occasion for the first two days to get together. We didn't even refer to it and it always made we wonder if he'd decided not to do it anymore, either because he was horrified by the thought of having his mother as a sex partner, or because he had simply lost interest in me. I could understand either. While I consider myself to be desirable and attractive, and yes, sexy, I was also nearing 60 years old and he was 25. But, that didn't stop me from thinking about it -- a lot. We would be lounging around in the den for example and I would notice how he is sitting -- and I would look at his ...