Hearing his mother slurp back up her drool wasn't a sound James thought he would ever find hot but damn the sight that went along with it made it that much hotter. His mother's t**s felt like two soft clouds pressed firmly together as they stroked him. There was enough lubricant from her saliva that he sometimes felt her moving one tit up and the other tit down. The sensation was pushing him closer to the edge.
"Come on son. c*m all over mommy's face and tits." James let out a grunt trying to hold back. "Stop holding back and c*m already." With each syllable pronounced, Jessie squeezed her t**s together tighter and used both of them in unison to play with her son.
"You're so f*****g close. I can see it in your face son. Shoot that big f*****g load all over your c*m loving, incest craving
