Mom shuddered and came with my c**k still buried in her throat. It was all I could do not to erupt. I did feed her a steady trickle of pre-c*m. She pulled her slick fingers from her p***y with a wet slurp—it was the first I realized she had been finger-f*****g her wet p***y. I had been listening to Jeannie's wet fingers working her over and hadn't been able to tell.
Mom released me from her throat and her eyes were glazed with lust.
"I think she's ready for another round," I said softly. "She looks like she wants my c**k in her ass again."
"Mmm-hmm," my mother groaned eagerly. She crawled over to the nightstand, where the bottle of anal lube still sat. Her hands shook as she applied the gel to her fingers. She bent over and pointed her bottom right at me as she began working the slipper
