You can go again. Right, mister?”“Um ... yeah.” Ted gave his beautiful mother a look of complete adoration.“Great.” She found a nice steady ...hythm of small, little bumps with her hips. “Let’s get some more practice in before your father gets home. I’ll turn you into a regular Fabio.”“Who’s ... Fabio.”“Never mind, sweetie. Just focus on holding off your orgasm for a little while.” Erin’s belly wobbled, and her breasts danced as she rode her son. She felt more bonded to him than she had in a. He laid his head back down, closed his eyes, to wait for her return. He imagined her bringing back a wet, warm washcloth and washing his cock. He could feel her hand lift his cock to wash around it, wash the shaft, and wash his balls. She might even wash his ass. Now, he hoped her juice had dripped that far. He felt it leak down his shaft, and his balls as she got off him. He was laying there remembering her hips as they moved in that tight black mini skirt. Her breasts were huge as they. “I know.”“And I thought it was working, and that everything was going to go back to normal somehow. Then you came in…” She looked away again, and her breath got short as she remembered. “I was trying so hard to stay in control. I was going to have you sit down and we were going to discuss everything calmly, like friends. So when you started…tying me to the desk I was terrified. I thought you were really angry and you were going to hurt me, especially when you pushed those…my panties into. She was going to meet him. She was going to be with him and do all sorts of things for hours, but here she was bent over my couch and saying nothing as I slipped the condom on. Saying nothing as I put my hands on her perfect ass. Saying nothing as I brushed the head of my cock against her slightly swollen and shockingly pink cunt. I pulled up her head by her hair and I looked at her face. She wouldn’t really look me in the eye. My cock slipped against the wetness of her. I was looking for her.