My son’s lips came to mine asking the questions of love and my mouth and tongue answered. I felt a release of fluid in my pussy and I didn’t know if it came from him or me. We both came with our mouths locked together and our sexes joined. It was one being that came, one cum made of both of our juices. We stayed in each other’s arms without a word for a long while, enjoying the spell.
The first sound we made was gentle laughter and Adam said, “So mom, are we going to do it…move…and hold hands and kiss on the street?”
I laughed and said, “Yes sweetheart but when you’re kissing me on the street don’t call me ‘mom’ or you’re gong to raise some eyebrows.” I kissed him with more than my lips and told him, “I love you Adam…momma’s going to make you happy…I just know it.”
He said, “I know you are mom…and your new husband is going to make you happy too.” I could feel his heart and I was grateful because I knew that my son loved me. I felt his cock engorging as his thickness rose against my thigh and I was grateful because I knew my son wanted me. I had more than a mother could ask for.