Cat must run in her family, because that's what they remind me of: cats that like to be petted; cats that rub against you and purr. She was purring no....I'm willing to accept her challenge. Maybe I can't make her talk, but we'll both have a hell of a time trying.I worked my way down her body. I had to stop at those gorgeous tits. I now have access to the four most beautiful tits in the universe. (Not at the same time, of course. I've been told that in no uncertain terms.) What they lack in. She untied my wrists, then lead me to the bed. Laying me on my back, she tied each of my arms and legs to the bedposts. As I lay there, her hands lifted my head off the pillow and I felt a strap being placed over my head. "Open your mouth", she said. I obeyed, and she strapped a giant dildo in deep in my throat. It stretched my mouth open completely and I could feel it pushing against the back of my throat. I tried desperately to push it back out with my tongue to no avail. "You better get used. That loud slap echoed through the night. I groaned, my body shaking.I erupted into her.My incestuous jizz spurted into my mother's depths. Blasts of rapture slammed into my mind with each eruption of frothy cum. Her pussy spasmed harder. Grew hotter. Her blue eyes widened as she felt me spilling in her.“Troy!” she gasped. “Oh, yes, Troy! Flood my cunt. Fill me with all that jizz!”“I am, Mom!” I groaned, the rapture shooting through me. It was so incredible to feel my seed spurting into my. The magic from the sheets had disappeared, and he was able to push them apart, pulling bits of sheet from his crotch and from between his buns.As soon as he slid out of bed, Paul fell down to his hands and knees, his head spinning. He struggled for a while, trying to focus. Finally, he got up, staggered a bit, propped himself up against the wall and slowly opened the door.As he stumbled out of the room and down the stairs, he could feel the intimate grasp of the clothing he wore as it rubbed.