The truth is that my mother was truly a world class cock sucker.To this day I have never found a woman who could suck a cock as good as my mom could a...d enjoyed eating cum more than she did. I knew at the time that what we were doing was wrong and incestuous and I was feeling guilty about fucking my dad's wife. But I was young and horny and loved the fact that I was getting fucked and sucked by a beautiful woman several time a week, even if she was my mom, while most of my buddies were still. His lips opened almost involuntarily and closed over the little bud. With just a little suck, he felt warm milk spurt into his mouth from several angles. He savored the sweet flavor of her milk and sucked again.Rachel moaned and the fingers of her free hand stroked through Dominic's dark hair. She pulled him tighter to her breast, almost forcing him to suck again. He swallowed, again amazed at how wonderful her milk tasted. Without thinking, he placed his right hand on her knee, and it jerked. We were sweating heavily by then. Soon I increased my speed.“Pach, Pach, Pach!!” That was the sound in the room adding to our moans. I was enjoying the soft body of hers and my speed was increasing with every shot. She was going crazy in pain and pleasure.“Yeaah..Yeeah.. Huu.. Come on, my boy.. Make me cumm.”The speed got increased, her boobs were shaking with my every shot, “Harder! Harder! Aaahh aahhh!! Oh fuck!!”The room was full of our moans and the passion was at its full. I was fucking. The muted sunlight of February glowed on the warm brown and tan grain. ‘Lynn?’ ‘Yes?’ ‘Would you take you shirt off?’ Lynn jerked up from her rubbing. ‘My shirt?’ she repeated dumbly. She stared at her husband’s face. Open, vulnerable. A little boy who had asked for the cherry lollipop. Asked for his favorite and too scared to say anything more. ‘Well, sure, Henry.’ She reached for the bottom edge of the grubby sweatshirt she wore for housecleaning. But a thought stopped her. ‘I’m no young.