It was so depraved. So wrong. All of society said this was taboo. That a son shouldn't fuck his mother. Why? It felt so amazing. Her pussy gripped me ...ike my cock was made to fuck her twat. Like she had created me just to satiate her whore-cunt.“Yes, yes, yes, you're my whore!” I groaned. “My mommy-whore!”“I am!” she moaned, her hips swiveling, stirring her pussy around my dick.”“Just like you are, Mom,” Noah groaned. “Oh, my god, I've wanted to fuck your cunt so many times.”Mrs. Haley moaned. And there seemed to be nothing he could do!In the back of his erotically fogged brain, he thanked God that he had at least shown intelligence enough to carry through with his hunch. And even as he thought these things, and the Italian lovely reached down to engulf his testicles in her soft, delicate, warm palm, he stared unbelievingly at the licentious performance of his beautiful Janet... thinking, Oh Christ, if only I can make love to her once again... !Janet, gazing smokily in the mirrors,. I was now staring at the butt plug buried in her ass. It was a very sexy sight. Abby ran her hand on the bed next to her and said my turn. I nearly ran to the bed taking off my shirt, pants, and boxers and hopped on next to her. She leaned in and kissed me deeply. She then pulled away and ran her toung down my chest to my waist. She took my cock in her hand and and locked it from base to head. I shivered in pleasure. She teased the head and then took nearly the whole length into her wet mouth.. I kissed my way down and admired the way her jeans hugged her hips so tightly. I unbuttoned them, and revealed her baby blue cotton panties underneath. I lowered my head and kissed her beneath her belly button. I tugged her jeans passed her hips but left her panties in place. I kissed her over her panties and breathed in her intoxicating aroma. I could feel her warmth and dampness on my lips. She reached down and removed her panties, and spread her legs as if welcoming me to her sex. Her.