Vince put his hand on the middle of her back, and she felt his fingers trembling. Rose sucked on her lower lip. She knew what she wanted. She wanted this glorious cock in her mouth. She loved sucking cock, and missed it, but she’d be damned if she’d do it for someone who wouldn’t do a damn thing for her.
But her son had just given her one hell of an orgasm, and for that shouldn’t he get a nice treat?
“You’re right Vince,” she spoke just loud enough for him to hear. “You get what you give.”
Rose opened wide and took his cock deep into her mouth.
“Mom!” Vince gasped. “You…oh shit!”
Rose moaned around his hard flesh, her eyes rolling back as she opened wider, and took more of him into her mouth. He was so damn thick! But she relaxed, angled her head, and continued to work her soft lips down his shaft.
With a gagging sound, Rose managed to get her mouth to the base of his shaft. Behind her, Vince was moaning “Mom” repeatedly and when she shook her head, working his sensitive tip around her mouth, his fingers pressed into her back and his entire body tensed.
Rose held him there, reveling in the feeling of having her mouth stuffed with hard young cock. His pre-cum oozed down her throat, and overcome with the desire to suck, she worked her lips to his tip.
Rose released him long enough to spit on it, a move that elicited a surprised gas from Vince. She took a breath, then went to town, sucking her son’s cock like the porn star she’d just told him she was happy to be.
She slid further across his lap, so she could rest her upper body on him as she bobbed her head rapidly. Vince’s hips jerked when she cupped his full balls and rubbed them gently. At this point she was just using her mouth, and thought it was a shame he couldn’t see his cock in her mouth.
Rose thought about rolling over between his legs, but his legs were already trembling, and she knew he need to come as badly as she had. There was also the very real concern that if she rolled over, she might decide to go all the way and ride him like she had in her taboo masturbation fantasy, before she’d stopped.
Vince’s other hand slid into her hair and she moaned at the way it was shaking. His while body was shaking. She was sure this was far from the first blow job he’d ever received, but she bet it was a whole different thrill when it was your mother’s mouth on your cock.
She knew that because the fact this was her son she was sucking had her hips rocking and her pussy flowing even though she’d just come minutes ago. Her breasts were pressing into his stomach and she moaned louder when his hand slid all the way down her back to her ass.
He gave her ass a squeeze, and it pushed her to bob her head even faster. Rose was sucking loud and sloppy, making wet gurgling sounds as she let her spit and his pre-cum slide from her mouth as she worked her way t the tip, then slurping it back up on the way down.
Her eyes were closed, and she was moaning as much as he was just from the pleasure of having him in her mouth. The way his body shook and the now higher pitched desperate moans behind were music to her ears, and fueled her to suck harder, as if she were in a race.