I’m your mother and I don’t deserve to be talked to like that.No, I didn’t sleep with Don, but if I DO decide to sleep with him or anybody else,...it will be MY business, not yours or anyone else’s.You understand me?”(Linda never lied to her son.We didn’t sleep…There was no way in hell either of us could have slept… too much sucking and fucking to be done.)“…. I’m sorry, mom, but I’m still your son and I’m going to worry about you.”“You’re almost thirty, now, son.You have three little girls.There. ‘You called 911 and immediately let them know that you were being held against your will. You kept your wits about you enough to take note of your surroundings so you could give them clues about where you were. You did everything right,’ he repeated. I swayed slightly, feeling light-headed. I reached behind me to grab the back of a dining room chair. Relief unexpectedly washed over me. I knew Scott would never have said it if it weren’t true. I hadn’t realized how much I needed to hear those. Mom stopped resisting. I knew my submissive mom would give in. She whimpered as I started fucking her ass.Deborah looked up at me as I fucked. It was a mixture of a look of shock and a look of resignation. To me, it was pure ecstasy. I was fucking my hot mom up the ass, just as I had been fantasizing. I marveled at my luck, and I groped her giant left tit as I fucked my amazingly hot mom. Out.... ...and in... Repeat. Over and over. It was amazing!After a while, my mom actually seemed to get. The robe is mostly open now and as you slide your hands back up my arms I become aware that it's only just covering my nipples. Nipples that have become very stiff, as if aware of the proximity of your hands. Hands which you now place on the bare skin of my chest. I take a deep breath. You must have quite a good view from where you are standing. My clit begins to pulse as you slide your hands down my chest and onto my breasts, the robe falling open at the top, you gently push your hands over my.