Deborah yelped, her laughter cut off, as she felt her son's arms wrap around her butt and pull her close. From above, she leaned back so that her chest didn't block the view of her son looking up at her. As their eyes met between her breasts, Deborah tucked a stray lock of hair behind her ear.
"Come here mom," Jason growled as he leaned back onto the couch, pulling his mother with him. Deborah yelped cutely again as she fell forward onto her son. Her yelp was quickly replaced by a sigh as she felt her bare t**s make contact with Jason's face. She let herself fall the rest of the way onto her son, her arms coming around her son's head to rest her elbows on the back of the couch. This way, her t**s were squished together, smothering Jason's face in her warm flesh.
Jason felt his c**k swell
