"Do you want to shoot a big load all over them?" Jessie lowered her body onto the heels of her feet then pushed her t**s up putting them on display. Jessie watched her son struggle. She knew what he wanted to say but was fighting it. All she wanted was to hear him admit it to her. He was right at the edge and just needed a bit more motivation.
"Are you afraid that cumming for your mom will make too big of a mess? Is that it son? It's okay, just grab that beautiful c**k of yours and stroke it for mommy."
James's hand slowly moved towards the base of his c**k. He gripped the base and started to stroke it. Taking a deep breath James looked upwards.
"That's is son. Tell me how badly you want it."
"I want you so bad mom."
"Then keep stroking it sweetie. Look at me while you touch yourself.
