His mother was watching him masturbate himself. He couldn’t believe his mother was watching him masturbating himself. As if mesmerized by the incestuous, sexual sight of his engorged cock, his mother remained in his bedroom watching while he imagined his beloved Susan sucked his stiff prick. His mother was in his bedroom watching him having sex with her alter ego, Susan. As if she was in shock, never removing her eyes from his engorged prick, she motionlessly stood in his bedroom staring at his exposed prick while watching him having sex with himself.
‘Oh, my God. I don’t believe this. I can’t believe my mother is watching me masturbate in the way that I’d love to watch her masturbate. I can’t believe my mother is staring at my exposed, erect prick in the way that I’d love to stare at her glistening wet pussy,’ he thought.
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“Oh, Sue. Suck my prick. Suck it. Blow me, Sue. Blow me. I’m cumming for you, Susan. I’m cumming,” he said now playing for his mother’s sexual pleasure as much he was playing for his own sexual pleasure. He imagined humping Sue’s willing mouth and fucking her beautiful face. He imagined putting a heavy hand behind his mother’s blonde, pretty head and pushing his prick deeper in her mouth. “I can’t wait to cum in your beautiful mouth. I can’t wait to watch you swallow my cum,” he said for his mother’s sexual arousal, sake, and hopefully for her personal pleasure. “Blow me, Mom. Blow me.”
Too immersed in sexual passion, he not only didn’t care that his mother was in his room watching him but also, he was glad that she was in his room watching him masturbating. He was sexually excited that she was watching him receiving an imagined blowjob from his beloved Susan and was about to see him cum in his mother’s imagined mouth. Besides, too late to stop the volcanic eruption even if he tried, unable to stop himself from cumming in her imagined mouth, his mother would soon see him shoot his load of warm, salty, oozy cum in Susan’s more than willing mouth.
‘Wouldn’t that be something if my mother walked to my bed, moved to her knees, and took me in her soft hand before taking me in her warm mouth? Wouldn’t that be something if after watching my unplanned and impromptu masturbation show I sexually aroused my mother enough for her to blow me? Wouldn’t that be something if my mother sucked my cock, allowed me to cum in her beautiful mouth, and swallowed my cum? Oh, my God,’ I can only wish she’d give me a motherly hand job before giving me a motherly blowjob,’ he thought.
He imagined making his mother his woman, his sexual slave, his cum slut, and giving her a cum bath. He was ready to imagine himself cumming in her mouth. Now with a double dose of sexual pleasure, thrilled that his mother was in his bedroom watching him having sex with Susan, he couldn’t wait to cum for her. Not embarrassed nor ashamed, he didn’t care that his mother was watching him ready to ejaculate his cum in her imagined mouth. Shocked that she was still there watching him having sex, surprised that she didn’t leave, he replayed everything over in his mind.