They made love several more times that day. She was on her hands and knees, with him f*****g her doggy style. Then she rode his d**k like he was a bucking bronco. Finally, they did it missionary, Greg lying on top of his mother, his c**k gently sawing in and out of her cunt. Then they just lay there, their naked bodies wrapped round each other. Both of them were blissfully content, revelling in the extraordinary feelings washing over them. Neither of them were remotely concerned or uneasy about what they had done. It felt so wonderful, so natural, so right.
He was playing with her hair, that luxurious red mane he had adored since he was a little boy.
"So what happens now?" He asked.
"We better get cleaned up. These sheets will need changing. This room probably stinks too."
"I meant mor
