I sighed in pleasure as I felt my mother slowly f**k herself on my hard c**k. She wasn't as desperate this time and seemed content to take her time and enjoy the moment. I was happy to watch her work herself in pleasure as I enjoyed her stimulating movements. She moaned softly in pleasure and her movements took on a more sensual appearance. I imagined her biting her lower lip with her eyes closed, and once again wished we had a light on. Her hips were working both of us wonderfully. Though I still was not sure what her thoughts and intentions were after tonight, right now I could tell she was only interested in our incestuous coupling. I began to wonder if she was enjoying herself so much in spite of our incest or because of our incest. No matter what her feelings were, she was a sight to
