Thanks."She shuffle into the kitchen barefooted, buried in the robe that could easily go around her three times. She was yawning and rubbing her eyes...."I guess I must have really zonked out. What time is it?"I looked at the clock on the microwave. "Looks like 1:20. Go ahead and eat your lunch and I'll put your clothes in the dryer. It shouldn't take but about thirty minutes or so. Do you feel rested?"She sat at the table and took a bite of the chicken. "Yeah, I do. Thanks. Do you have to go. The simple act of stimulating my MotherÂ’s sex organs with my tongue had caused her to generate heavier and heavier flows of natural lubricant. Her bodyÂ’s innate desire to prepare her female receptacle for the male penis was a basic a****l function that did not take into consideration the fact that it would be her sonÂ’s penis she would be receiving. Our brains were unable to override the incredible satisfaction that our mutual sexual stimulation was creating and tell our bodies that a mother. The next few weeks it was like dry I was only thinking about my aunty’s pussy and boobs and masturbating and I had exams and got busy with exams then came my summer holidays and I asked my mother I will go to aunts place for holidays and she agreed and I left to the bus stop and left for my aunts village once I reached village I went to my aunt’s house and she was not around and I asked her mother she said she has gone out to her friend’s house I was sad I could not see her then I said I will. My own cock was getting hard again as I watched this thing slide in and out of her. It was like I could almost feel my shaft sliding in her and fucking her like the toy was. This time I couldn’t stroke myself like before because I was hold her pussy lips open with one hand and using the toy with the other. But still my shaft ached as I was doing this. I then picked up the egg and gave her the remote and told her to turn it on. As I was fucking her with the vibrating cock, I placed the egg on.