It had been over 3 months since I’d moved to Miami and it wasn’t all what I’d imagined. I’d seen many videos depicting the glamorous party lif...style and the beautiful women that populated this city. Of course, those videos didn’t show you how unrealistic that lifestyle was. So far, I’d spent 90% of my waking hours slaving away at my new job, and had zero pussy since arrivingI pulled up the Jeep into my driveway, walked into my front door and the first thing I did was pour myself a Cuba libre. I. This was the moment, I frantically thought. This moment! This was awesome, the moment that would forever be burnt into my memory banks. The moment my beautiful mother and I had consummated our i****tuous wedlock. Suddenly, I felt a shock wave wash over me. My whole body began to liquefy, melting into a molten mass of semen as it poured out through my jerking, twitching cock into the sacred sanctity of my mother's sweet purity. "Yesssss . . . yessss, Baby, yessssss!" she whimpered, holding me. He couldn’t believe that she was standing there in front of him in just her bra and panties. Then she told Jim to stand up and that it was time he learned how to take a woman’s bra off. He realized he has no idea and she talked him through it until he managed to undo the hooks in the back and she let her bra slide off. Mom turned and faced him and Jim’s eyes went wide and were glued to her tits. For her age, there was very little sag in her 36C tits. She asked if he liked what he saw and all he. I looked down at myself, and my cock was hard as a rock, pointing straight towards. I laughed and said, seems like there is something going on down here. I looked down in my crotch. Yes you should take better care of your things, then you can keep them for years she said, and laughed out loud. I noticed that her knees were sliding slightly apart, and she was lying a bit wide-legged with bent knees. Is it still warm under your quilt Signe? Maybe she said, I think it's delicious. Why you ask?.