Until. I felt like I could nut right here and now if I wanted to. “Put those condoms down and come here, my big, strong boy.” I done just that in a heartbeat – my boner inches from her face and I could see her fight back the urge to suck it. Pre-cum was rushing from my dick and Mom knew it – glancing down every so often. With that, I dropped my jeans and brief. Fill me.” This was hands down the greatest experience any messed up mother and son could have. It was then I realized how degrading this would be – to fuck her on the dusty wooden floor. I steadied myself; my hands shaking with excitement as I brushed the head of my cock against Mom’s labia. Listen to your mother, please. Seeing her face riddled with jizz, I wanted her so badly. “CUM FOR ME. Brilliant idea. Today, it would be my mother’s. No!”
“Patrick: trust me.” The other line picked up and Julie’s voice came through. “I’m video calling Julie.” What?!
