." Peter was turning pink. "She said to ask you..." The pink was spreading. Not just his cheeks, but his whole face, his neck, even the top of his che...t. "She said you would, uh, that is..." You want a damned rubber!" I snapped, jumping to my feet.Peter looked like he was ready to emigrate to somewhere safer, like Iraq.I shut my eyes and counted to ten. First in English, then Spanish, French, German, Russian, Swahili, Chinese, Hebrew, Dutch and Navajo. I opened my eyes. "Peter, sit."Peter. That night was so hectic and all I can remember more than anything was looking at my son so peaceful and innocent after depositing another five loads in me that night, I felt undeniable love. It was like I had my youth, finally, my hands were unhandcuffed.Once my son had fallen asleep, I rationalized it rather simply. I loved my son with all my heart, and giving him my body was a natural extension of our mother-son relationship, after all, I made him so what's wrong with him wanting to go. I wanted more, so much more. He sat up and asked me to suck him. I put his 8 inch long cock deep in my mouth and bobbed my head up and down. I rubbed his balls ask I sucked his hardening cock. He put his sweet tasting cock all the way in and down my throat. I licked his cock with my hot tongue. When he was close to cumming He pulled out and softly pushed me back against the bed. I spread my legs and pulled him down on top of me. He rubbed his cock against my clit and wet pussy then stuck it. ‘Come here’ I ordered, and he came across and knelt in front of me. I took his hand, turned his fingers and placed it between my legs, drawing it slowly backwards and forwards, his fingers tracing a moist streak along the length of my hot vagina. ‘Keep doing it’ I rasped between gritted teeth, I was being masturbated tenderly and lovenly by a beautiful young teen boy, I felt no shame only desire and a stong need to orgasm. ‘Take your shorts off’ I ordered the other one, ‘Lie on your back and.