Evelyn
I looked up. Marco, my older son, stood frozen in the doorway.
His blue eyes were wide in shock; they were fixed on the sight of me penetrating Jonas’s c**k. My t**s bouncing, my skin slick with sweat. The bulge in his jeans was unmistakable.
I didn’t feel ashamed. Instead, I felt hungrier than before. Like I had been starving for years.
I slid off Jonas’s c**k with a wet pop. His c*m was still dripping down my thighs. I walked toward my son, naked and unashamed.
He didn’t move or speak. I dropped to my knees in front of him. I unzipped his jeans. Yanked his jeans down along with his boxers. Freed his c**k. f**k! My eyes widened at the sight of his c**k… He was bigger than Jonas’s.
I looked up at him then down to his big c**k again. I was surprised at his c**k’s length; he was
