“No I can’t” I insisted, looking away. I pulled off her panties and let them fall to the floor. Not really, I mean, that was one of the problems and…” I drew a deep breath in surprise as my mother pulled her loose wool sweater over her head. The furry hairs tickled my cock, and with a little push I felt the silky smoothness of motherhood around me. I pumped sperm into her in long aching spurts until the contents of my balls were safely resting inside my mother’s womb… “Yes, mother” I said, reaching for my clothes. I watched mom’s angelic face as her puckered lips slowly sucked, the tip of my cock occasionally forming a bulge in her hollowed cheeks if she happened to turn her head the right way… “No I can’t” I insisted, looking away. I was hard already. “Practice” she softly whispered into my ear. “You can tell me, you know that” she said, holding my hand.
