Without being told, mom then pulled her silk slip over her head and discarded it on the floor. She then began to massage her breasts and tease her n*****s just as I had instructed. Smiling up at her as she looked down at me with wide eyes, I lowered my head and placed a gentle kiss on her c**t and then her p***y lips. I moaned at the feeling of her wet p***y lips against my mouth and brought my head back up to look her in the eyes, as I asked, "Is your p***y this wet because you want it licked or because you want it licked by your own son?"
Mom bit her lower lip and whined in desperate desire before answering, "I'm wet because you're my son, honey."
Wanting to attempt to remove her s****l repression and really drive home her own depravity and my acceptance and enjoyment of it all, I aske
