“Fuck me, make me cum. I need to cum,” she cried, grabbing my cock and aiming it at her open tunnel.I moved in and sank fully in one motion, then...started a slow deep stroke rhythm. I held her up letting her work on her clit with her free hand. It was still slow and passionate, but the speed was increasing. Her breathing was as rapid as mine and our tongues wrestled each other as we rapidly approached orgasm. We climaxed together, her pussy clamped onto my pulsing cock as I flooded her with. Once Bethany was toddling around, it was easy to find Maggie and Ralph. Neither of them were far away from Bethany. One day I saw Bethany lying on the floor, sound asleep, her head on Maggie as if Maggie was a pillow and with Ralph curled up at her side.Not long after Bethany turned two, Jennifer and I agreed it was time to try for a second child. It didn’t take long and Jennifer told me she was pregnant again. “Ready to cuddle another baby?” she asked that evening as we lay in bed cuddled up. She knew it was wrong but she couldn’t help herself. Even with Mike, she had never felt like this. She smiled devilishly and thought about how that could be her with cum all over her and felt deliciously wicked. She knew it was wrong but she couldn’t stop thinking about her son and his wonderful cock.Mother and son slept peacefully that night. Each dreaming of the other.When Craig heard his mother talking to him in the morning he snapped out of a wonderful dream. He laid there for a second. I stood there and made small talk for as long as I could while he massaged my back and then finally let his hand slide down and rub my ass slowly. I may have tightened my ass slightly as his hand was wondering around my crack. Nobody could see him and I was drying to touch him but instead I left reluctantly and I was upset that we couldn't stay. As soon as we got outside I started on my husband about what a jerk he is for not having a little fun now and then. He said he didn't like me chatting.