Although she was wearing jeans, it was blatantly obvious that her crotch was soaked. A wide swath of moisture appeared at the top of her legs.“Sit i... front of me with your back to me,” she motioned.I sat between her legs and my naked back felt her big breasts pressing.“Spread your legs like mine,” she ordered.My legs spread wide next to hers as my pussy stretched open. Carol’s hands cupped my tits as she kissed the back of my neck. The feeling of her tits pushing across my back was intense. Her. The result of my son is that both my parents arranged what would have been, were we poor, a shot gun wedding. But we weren't poor, so it was more of a "listen, dickwads, if you two want to stay in our wills, you are going to get married ... you follow?"Yeah, I follow.So we were married. By that point, though, we were already starting to grow up. And change. Drift apart. Drift? More like racing boats at full throttle shooting away from each other.I went out into the world of penny-ante retail,. Ever since, I've been kind of a little super slut. The funkier the sex, or the more humiliating it is, the more I like it. I want to go out whoring at parties and stuff and have people make me do all this degrading shit, as if being a little professional cock sucker wasn't degrading enough. There's way too many girls and women down there giving that away for free, so if I want to be sucessful, I'm going to have to start out sucking dick and move way, way beyond that junior high stuff. I call. Mom: Do it. Cum inside. Fill my pussy with your sperm, son.I increased my speed even more to cum inside. She was also screaming and was about to reach and another orgasm. We both came and I cummed inside mom’s pussy. My dick was going soft after I cummed.But I had some energy left in my body. I was still moving dick inside her pussy to make it hard again.Mom: Wow honey you still have energy left huh?I grabbed both of her boobs and squeezed it tight and banging her in a missionary position. My.