His hands upon her waist... he teased her with circles of his tongue...her thighs...her hips...her stomach she couldn't hold back... she pulled him to...her...his tongue found that place... that place that made her shudder from within, his endless circles were sending her to warm and wonderful places in her mind. She thought she would go insane as he added his fingers to the sensations coursing through her body. She tightened with the first convulsion...her breath had stopped; no sound escaped. .. OK then." "Really mum?" Mark said happily."Helen noticed that her son now was real anxious to get moving, wanting more than anything to have his mother's soft hands on his eager cock, but Helen had something even more pleasurable in mind. "Mark." Yes mum?" "What do you say we try something different?" Something ever better?" Mark didn't know what to think."Yes..." Helen started saying, feeling how her cunt got wetter by every second just thinking about what she was about to tell him. "What. My cock was raging hard. I purposely spilled some chocolate sauce on her right boob being sure it runs over the nipple. Without hesitation I move my mouth over her nipple and lick up the chocolate. She moans a bit and then does the same to her left one. At this point I know that she is all in. I move to the left boob and clean the chocolate from it. Playfully I tell her I'll go get another piece of torte so we can spill some sauce on her bare pussy. As we get out of the hot tub and begin drying. “You’re so beautiful, I have never seen a cock like you, you are beyond exceptional, and you’re fucking perfect!” I reasserted a small amount of control over my body, enough to bring it to my mouth again and kiss it like I might french kiss a real man. ‘He’, I had already come to think of it as a living person, shook with pleasure at this display of affection and pulled himself away from me at the last second, I think to keep from cumming too soon. “I want you to fuck me! I want to be your.