Mom had the mindfulness to look down abashed at her own wanton incestuousness. I then placed my hand under her chin and guided her face to look at me, as I continued "You love my hard c**k, don't you? All you can think about or care about is having your way with me, isn't that right?"
She could still only nod, ashamed at her desires. Even as she felt her p***y quiver at my statements. Feeling my still-hard c**k jump at this, I guided her to straddle my hips. I smirked when my mother moaned at the feeling of my hard c**k rubbing against her wet p***y. Keeping eye contact with her, I said "I want you to slide my hard c**k into your p***y. I want to see you f**k yourself until I c*m inside you. I know you want this, Mommy."
She moaned softly as she heard me call her by her favorite pet name
