“You are a nasty girl! Look at all these filthy toys. You are such a whore, mother. Spread those legs wide. I want to lick you and fuck you with...my tongue.”David’s mother lay still on the bed while her son licked her pussy and played with her cunt. He moved his tongue all over her pussy lips and found her clit, and worked hard to make her moan.“David! Fuck! You are so good at this. I’m going to cum! Fucking hell!”“Not yet! You will not cum. You will hold it together until I say you. Taking a deep breath, she forced the guilt back down. ‘She will want ye by her side, Cien, when she departs this world. She will want ye with her.’ Cien nodded, mute. Standing on shaky legs, he turned to Maggie. He could see the tear stains on her cheeks, but didn’t say a word. He knew she wanted to save Regan, that she would do anything she could for her, but there wasn’t anything she could do. He stepped inside the cottage and turned to Maggie. ‘Nay, I’ll wait out here, Cien. Ye two need. Her fingers tightened against the back of my head, and then, as we hugged each other tightly on the couch, both of us stopped all our movement. Her hand continued to exert pressure with her fingers on the back of my head, and my face slowly pushed harder and harder against the puddingy softness of her breast. She was breathing very heavily now, and as we stayed frozen in our mother-son cuddle, her hand continued to draw my lips and face inexorably across her heavy tit.Slowly, slowly, millimeter. She got the coffee going and we sat on the couch, just making idle chit chat, no great shakes. She came close to me and put her hand on my thigh- very high on my thigh. Her face was actually quite pretty, eyes large and green under an unwrinkled forehead, thick eyebrows framing them. She had a small nose, tilted upward in a mischeivous way that was cute as well. Her mouth was wide with full lips, and she employed them when she leaned in and stole a kiss from me. I closed my eyes and went with.