.. to the occasion? I woke you up for a reason, you know, and not just for breakfast.”“You want some of this, don’t you?” I stuck my tongue ou... at Mom and then pointed to my exposed cock.“Yes ... and yes ... of course. Being in a Brazilian prison ... was no picnic, I can tell you that. I paid for my crimes, and then some. And being in my son’s loving arms ... wow ... it just fits, you know,” Mom told me while stroking my dick and touching my face.“Mom ... I need to pee,” I warned her, but she. We were both sweating heavily because of our hot session and also due to the heat in the room. I sat on the table relaxing and she stood up and started to tease me with her sexy body which was glowing with all those sweat and cum in the candle light. She had nothing but her thin gold chain and anklet. I suddenly hold her kissing all over her face and rubbing my cock over her cunt and squeezing her butts which now melting like butter. I told her i want another session. She told me we have it. Your mouth forms a sighing wet oval of pink, round and inviting, like the moon in the window, like a pearl on a string. It takes you several full minutes to calm, each moan an echo of the last, your beating heart slowly winding down. I lick your pussy gently, keeping your nerves alight for more.Shall I continue?I slide my tongue down your leg to your foot, suck at your toes, lick my way back up the other leg. I slide my fingers inside the elastic of your stockings and snap them. You inhale. She gasped sharply as it forced its way into her. For a few long seconds, I let it rest inside her, before sliding back to the tip and thrust it forward with passion. The sound of my skin slapping against her ample ass was amplified by the walls of her small, sparse bedroom. Soon, without trying, I fell into a natural rhythm. She moaned softly and I noticed her elbow move as she simultaneously pleasured herself. My hands gripped her waist and she moaned louder. As her elbow movements gathered.