She bobbed her head back and forth on my shaft, taking more and more of me into her warm wet mouth. I had my hands on her head, and was guiding her ba...k and forth. Her mouth felt so good, so warm and wet, the feel of her tongue was driving me crazy. She knew I was not going to last long; she stroked my cock with her hand as she pulled her mouth off the end of my dick. She reached her tongue out licking at the head, she looked up at me and said “Give me all that cum she built up in you, I want. Keep in mind I love to eat pussy and I am especially good at it considering the size of my tongue. My ex used to tell people I had a Gene Simmons tongue which wasn't too far from the truth. I stuck my two middle finger in her pussy and started playing with her g-spot while I ate her out. She loved it when I did this and started bucking wildly against my tongue and fingering."Why your wife would every cheat on you when you can do this is beyond me" she exclaimed. "Eat that fucking pussy Wes. Eat. His fingers finally invaded her channel, and her breath grew heavier. She knew she must wait for his permission to explode and turned all of her strength to maintain personal control while the growing tension built deep inside the walls of her pussy. His cock stayed outside of her and she wondered if he simply planned to torment her with the fear of an ass fucking, but with his hand on her clit, he moved inside her tight channel. She pushed back to allow him entry because to fight him would. She also stopped logging onto the Internet. One day as I was logging onto the chat site, I found her on the Internet again. I asked her where she had been and why she had not logged on for a long time. She told me that she had taken some time off to get her head together and try to make sense of her sexual obsession for her son. She then started asking me personal questions about whether I really wanted to fuck my own mother. She told me how this could ruin their normal mother-son relationship..