Aiden watched from below as she popped the buttons of her blouse and tossed it off her body, followed quickly by her bra. His mother stood topless before him. Full and natural teardrops held firmly to her chest, capped with pink n*****s that begged for attention. This wasn't a girl's body. This was a woman.
"Yes-yes-yes!" Evelyn groaned through gritted teeth while she deftly grabbed the swell of her right breast and tweaked her n****e between her finger and thumb. Her other hand grabbed firmly onto her son's head, fingers tugging at his hair as she ground her mound into his mouth.
Aiden felt her muscles flex and her leg tighten against his shoulder, her thighs squeezed him like she was about to be thrown off a bull. He could feel her tremble, hear it in her voice, her coos, and groans. S
