“M-mom? I was hard already. What?”
She hugged me, pressing close, feeling soft and warm. I couldn’t… I pulled off her panties and let them fall to the floor. Again mom said: “It’s all right, baby” and I immediately felt sperm starting to run up my shaft. And you had problems?”
“I screwed everything up from the beginning, and then in the end it just didn’t…work.”
Mother’s large eyes radiated with loving warmth, and she said: “Hmm? I heard my mother make a wet sound which sounded like “Ulk!” followed with some gurgling and gagging. “Yes, mother” I said, reaching for my clothes. “You can touch them” she said, and took my hands seeing I was unable to move them, placing them onto her breasts. She laid back and spread her long slender legs for me. Because of our closeness as mother and son, we worked very well together, so that mom was swallowing sperm in the exact same rhythm as I was shooting it. “Beautiful” I blurted, wondering if it was a proper thing to say.
