Instead I decide to move and sit on the back line, so that I can see if or when Lucio comes in. I know he'll see me as well, because it's the seat nex... to the aisle. That's all I can think about now. And then when he arrives, I am determined to show that I don't care for him any more.11:15 Lucio arrives quite late. He takes the seat next to me and I am satisfied that I just greet him as you would a stranger: not someone who has made passionate love to you just seven days ago. The mass passes. I wish I could say we are a mother and son in love. But, I really don’t want you to be sharing this secret with anybody.Mona: Hahaha! Relax, Ayan. You really need to work on your anxiety problems.Ayan: I am fine, Mom. I just want you to know we are not doing anything kinky!Mona: Whatever we are. This is indeed kinky, Son. I don’t know why you are worried. I don’t know why you now feel bothered about doing things rated taboo, but let me assure you one thing. The moment you let your dick slide. Wondering what time it was, Anthony was amazed to see it was already half past ten in the morning.Not wanting to fall behind in his driving schedule, Anthony quickly showered, regretting for a moment that he hadn't had a chance to test the shower with another person.Throwing on a different pair of sweats and a comfortable t-shirt, Anthony climbed behind the wheel of the Winnebago Adventurer and pulled out of the hotel parking lot, heading for Chicago, the next stop on his tour.It was already a. I felt Brutus’ warm wet lips on the back of my neck softly kissing then gently biting the soft skin of my neck eliciting a flood of renewed pussy juices flowing out of my flaming hot cunt. My own son was bringing me such sexual joy that I felt a momentary flash of guilt. It was quickly washed away when he pulled himself slowly out of me then violently rammed his long hard cock deep into my bowels.I cried out oh god yes, oh god Brutus uh huh that’s it my son take your mothers asshole, pound it.