Simultaneously, Ben's hips met his mother's. His enormous erection wedged between her swollen, wet labia. She was so wet and aroused, and Ben was so hard that his head actually pressed into her, stretching his thin shorts, the only barrier between them.
He pulled his lips back off of Tiffany.
"Oh, God."
Ben's body trembled. He felt his c**k head become slick inside his shorts as his mother's wetness rubbed over it. He began cumming powerfully against Tiffany's p***y.
Tiffany looked concerned at her son's strained face.
"Benny, what is it?"
She felt his thick head probe her entrance and blinked, wanting badly to feel it deep inside her. Suddenly, she felt a warmth blanket her p***y. She looked down to see Ben pumping his cloth-covered c**k head up against her bare c**t, thick blobs of
