”“Clint,” she whimpered as he squeezed her rump. “You don’t know what you’re talking about.”“Don’t I, Mom?” His right hand slid ar...und her hip, caressing her body through her dress. He slid up her stomach. His hand climbed higher and higher, vanishing beneath her apron. He reached her large breast, cupping it. squeezing it.I shuddered, fighting against the heat gathering in my pussy. It rippled out of me. I rubbed my thighs together. My naked breasts swayed. I wanted to moan in delight as I. " I replied as I began thrusting hard on her face, ramming my dick down her throat while my balls banged on her throat and my small bush brushed her face. I could feel my balls about to burst and I shouted, "I'm cumming!"I exploded in her mouth and all over her face. She opened her mouth to show me how big my load was, then swallowed it down. I licked the extra cum off her face and spitballed it back into her mouth and our mouths locked once again. We kissed and felt each other up some. Our girls cleaned up our faces, then their own.I think she saw me fixing my ‘problem,’ but I needed to not be poking straight out, when we return the daughters to their crazy Irish father.Our cohorts in the back gathered up the trash. Something that looked like a series of garage doors opened, and as I drove through, Charles threw the trash into a very large containerIt had been a very nice place for a movie, kiss, and a poke.Pulling up to the house, there were ten people all waiting for us.. It’s done it since but never when thinking about other women.Anyway, after my first jerk-off session fantasizing about Mom, I was disgusted with myself – but I had also admitted I really wanted her. It wasn’t just an uncomfortable inkling in my loins. It was really, truly what I wanted. I wanted to fuck my mom. And that night, I jerked off again just to see how great it felt when I thought about her from the start, and I woke up in the middle of the night thinking about her again.Now that I had.