"I can't believe you're actually m**********g," she muttered. "That's just so wrong."
I moaned weakly in protest when she crawled into my bed and pulled my wrist away from my d**k. At that range, the smell of her wet, horny p***y was overpowering. I felt like I should stop her, but when her eyelids drooped and she lowered her lips to the head of my needy c**k, I just lacked the strength. We both wanted it, and we were too horny to stop.
"Ohhh, Mom," I groaned.
Then I closed my eyes and listened to her moans and slurps as she urgently sucked my d**k. After the weekend we had enjoyed, I could tell just from the sound and the way she shifted between my knees that she had started working her p***y while she sucked me. It only took a minute for her to bring me to that marvelous climax with h
