" Max looked confused now. He didn't know what was going on but he sort of enjoyed his cock being rubbed his mother. There was visible tent now in his...shorts. "I have fantasized of you having sex with you and I want myself to be your first" my wife said seductively. With that she kissed my son on the lips tenderly. Max sort of melted and closed his eyes as his mouth was probed by his mother's tongue. She was rubbing his cock with one hand while the other took his hand and placed it on her firm. “Because since I can remember you’ve always been around, you never go out or do anything other than work on your hobbies, stuff like that.” “Maybe you didn’t watch close enough or at all times and besides how could you?” “What do you mean?” “First of all I wasn’t around every second you think I was. Don’t worry Yuvraj I never left you alone and went out gallivanting even when I used to drink too much or do you remember?” “Of course I do.” “Well, I’m no angel, are you?” He asked cracking a. After a few last spastic shoves and tugs, he relaxed and let some of the weight off his legs and onto my back. His dick began a very steady, rhythmic twitch and pulse. The individual spurts are almost impossible to sense, but I was certainly aware of a gradually growing heat, and a sloshy sort of pressure which became more noticeable when I rocked my hips back and forth. This part gets really dreamy for me, as everything is super sensitive. Every little rocking motion, every tug, squeeze, and. We had an unwritten rule, teasing once is okay and fun, but don’t push it.We had dinner at the cabin, cleaned up the kitchen, took turns showering and played cards until we decided to go to bed.I was in the middle of a lovely dream when I felt someone shaking my shoulder, and I looked up. It was Brad looking very upset. I looked around, and it was still dark outside with just the moonlight coming through the window. I squinted my eyes at the neon glow on the clock radio that got two stations on.