Monica's n*****s swelled with arousal as she watched her son fill his head with the aroma few son's should ever know. But the way he fought to inhale her smell as deeply as he could made her feel wanted in a way she'd never known before. Seeing him boldly squeeze his c**k without a shred of shame made warm juice trickle down her slit. Avery's c**k was very soon just as hard as it was in the picture he'd sent his mother, and at least half of his long, fat shaft was sticking out the leg of his shorts.
"You are so f*****g hot," he whispered again. "I never had a girlfriend make me this hard this often."
Monica's face felt like it was burning. "Hmm," she retorted, attempting to downplay his excitement, "maybe you just need to find a higher quality kind of girl."
"I already have," he said, g
