She sighed."Dad was a loser leaving you." I chuckled."There was an awkward silence between us. Mum then said I want to talk about what happened last n...ght and, more to the point, how our relationship has changed and how you felt about it.I cleared my throat, "We should talk then." and we did. For the next hour we sat in bed discussing what we did and the implications that go along with having an i****tuous affair with one's own mother. It was a conversation I never expected to be having. I was determined to make this Lizzie’s best sexual encounter. Her passionate moaning and dirty talk had me convinced that I was doing a great job. Lizzie begged me to let her get on top. Therefore, I lie on the bed with a smile on my face, and she climbed on top of me. Lizzie knew how to ride a big dick. She bounced up and down shrieking Spanish words that I found to be freaky and funny. We were in a nice rhythm as we neared a bursting climax that would make the years of wonder worthwhile! As I. Whoever made this strawberry ice cream knew what they were doing!With a few licks of the rim, the ice cream was gone. Ash felt a tinge of regret that it was all gone, but the deep satisfaction of having such a delightful dessert. There was the oddest sensation at the back of his throat, and the slight tingle on his tongue. Was that...bitterness? In ice cream? That didn’t make any sense at all! The residual saltiness made even less sense, though he thought about it and remembered hearing about. Your breathing gets heavier and heavier as you start shaking uncontrollably. Shivers are going down your spine while your head goes numb. All you can feel of is this sensational feeling inside your body. Arousal blending with satisfaction. Pure bliss.When you finally calm down, you watch your man coming towards you. Wild animalistic fire is in his eyes. He picks you up and carries you into the living room. Throwing you on the couch, bending you over and taking a look at your pussy. You heart is.