Her Face Was FlushedAnd She Had A "Wild" Look In Her Eyes. She Grabbed My Arm And Said She Didn't KnowHow I Had Gone Down On Her And Caused Her Not To...Even Have To Clean-up. I Told HerShe Tasted So Good I Just Couldn't Stop Or Leave Any Of Her Cum Behind. While We WorkedShe Said: "Nobody Can Know Or Find Out About This". I Told That I Fully Understood. I AlsoSaid I Was Aware Of The Seriousness Of Our Secrecy. And Promised Her My Silence. We Finished At Noon And I Was Ready To Leave. Jean Said. Similarly, the other two dresses joined Sheila's.It was a lovely early summer evening, and Sheila knocked up a quick picnic supper which we ate outside in the late sunshine, sitting on the freshly mown grass of the Clifton Downs, overlooking the Gorge and Brunel's suspension bridge across the Avon. These Georgian and Victorian terraces may not have had their own private gardens, but the public open spaces more than made up for that lack.Adrian and I had taken off our shirts to work on our tans;. Ermm.. it's pretty hard to explain, but I've some sexual problems." Though our mother-son relationship has been pretty open, sex is one subject we never really have covered. "Whenever I see you or feel your touch, I have to... please myself really badly." I say and blush, noticing how she stops rubbing my hand and gets shocked for a half of second."It's normal behaviour of young male mind." She says as she looks at me. "Nothing to worry about, baby boy." I swallow and look up at her beautiful. Losing myself in my lust I couldn't help but stick my tongue out and lick his head like a lollipop and popping his cock out of my mouth from the side of my cheek just to pose for the camera. Suddenly he started to shoot as I pulled my head back and opened my mouth for him to let load after load onto my face and tongue. The smell was intense and my mother took several different pictures of my face covered in cum as she smiled with a devious grin. Then she got down on her knees and took his cock.