Using the small pink dildo on her bedside table. It was at that moment the magic switch flickered on inside my head. At that moment I just felt tonigh... was the night I finally fucked my own mother. Looking back at her, she looked so peaceful and inviting, her nipples were still hard and I could see the faint leftover moisture from her previous orgasm.Just in case she woke up though I rushed back towards my room and found the sets of handcuffs I had in my room. Before she even knew anything I. I was examining it for way longer than I needed to, something inside me needed to keep touching it. Finally I couldn’t take it, I wrapped my hand around the base and slowly began stroking towards the tip and back again. He was starting to get hard very quickly. I looked up at him, and he looked very scared, but I loved staring into his eyes as I stroked his cock. Neither of us said a word as it got fully hard. I finally took my eyes off of his and looked down as his now hard cock. It was a foot. Her eyes roll into the back of her head as the stretching and pleasure are unimaginable. Finally, an eternity later, his thrusts get short and his breath gets quicker. In her amazement, he's about to come again. The room is filled with his animistic grunt. Her ears are ringing with the sound of his final release. His pumps slow down and he eventually stops. Even his massive monster is beginning to shrink. He's finally spent and collapses on her, convulsing. Moments later, after they have. We went shopping most of Saturday, then out to a nice dinner and ended up back at my hotel room which was close enough for him to walk back to his dorm. He came up to my room and while he was there, he asked, "Um, Mom, I don't ever get much privacy in my dorm room, one of the guys always seem to be there playing video games or something. I know you understand, and, well, I wonder if I could stay here tonight, so I, well, you know, I could..., right?" He had this impish grin that was so cute.