Mom had completely stopped trying to hold in her moans at this point and was filling the room with her loud moans of pleasure. Her moans had taken on an almost pitiful pleading or begging tone, as I worked her c**t to orgasm. I watched her body writhing in ecstasy and listened to her moans of pleasure, judging that her orgasm was very close. My c**k was rock hard, as I wondered how she would try to return the favor once I stopped licking and sucking her c**t. I could see in her eyes and on her face that she was on the verge of completely disregarding her rule of staying clinical. My mother had been so sexy and forceful last Friday. I just needed her to cast away any doubt and self-loathing about the extreme pleasures we had experienced from each other, no matter how incestuous that pleasur
