Her p***y squeezed down on my c**k and she let out a gasp. I glanced down and noticed her stockings. That was what made me stop. I could picture my hot c*m running out of her and ruining her stockings, and I didn't really want to do that. It could cost her a client. So I reluctantly pulled my d**k out of her marvelous wet p***y and knelt to lick up her juices. She came again before I got her thoroughly cleaned.
I stood and held her so I could kiss her again. She kissed me back a little desperately, with a wild look in her eyes. It made me feel extremely powerful to have my mother in such a state. My voice was completely calm when I broke off our kiss.
"Mom, you are a little flushed right now," I said softly. "I wanted to make sure you had a chance to calm down before I talk to Annette. M
