“Mmmmphfff!” Pam moaned.
Seeing that his cock was unattended, Pam reached out and squeezed his balls. They were heavy and stock full of cum. She spit into her hand and lubed up her son’s cock. After sliding her hand up and down for a few strokes, Mat let out a deep, guttural moan.
“Ooooohhhhh, Goodddddddd,” Mat cried.
“That’s it, baby boy, cum for mommy!”
Rope after rope then spewed forth from Mat’s cock as he bucked and lurched like a wild steed. The sensations were too much, he could barely handle it. The tip of his cock was so sensitive it was almost painful the way his mom expertly encircled her palm around it with each stroke. And with each stroke another rope of cum was brought out from the very depths of him, further lathering up his cock and making it even more sensitive.
Finally, when he was done shooting ropes, his mom stopped pumping his painfully sensitive cock. It was the hardest cum of his life.
“Yep, you are like your grandfather. Like to cover me in cum.” Pam gripped the base of his cock tightly and squeezed her way up, bringing forth one last river of cum. She pinched a rope away from his stomach and brought it to her lips, tasting it. “Strong and thick. Mmm.” She looked down at her tits and saw that her son had given her a pearl necklace. “Think I should wear these to the ball?” she asked, pushing her tits outs and grinning.
Mat pulled her in closer and started sucking again on her nipples. Pam couldn’t help but gasp and moan. Her tits were covered in her son’s cum, and yet he was cleaning them off for her with his tongue. Looking down, she saw that his cock had quickly sprung back to life. Pam spit in her palm again and began to jerk him off once more.
One hand squeezing and holding onto his mother’s double E tit, and one hand slowly reaching down inside his mom’s shorts and gripping bare ass flesh, Mat was quickly again into the throes of passion with his mother. Lifting and squeezing his mother’s heavy ass cheeks, Mat heard the unmistakable sound of wetness in between her legs. Knowing they were far, far past social taboos, Mat stuck his middle finger up his mother’s cunt.
“Oh God, YES!” Pam screamed.
She was so wet Mat knew he could easily stick one, if not two more fingers up her pussy. He slid in his index finger, and then inched his ring finger in. Pam merely moaned and bucked her hips. Looking up at her closed eyes, Mat stuck his pinky in and waited to see if it caused any pain. Pam opened up her eyes and looked down at Mat, took the tit out his mouth, and French kissed her son. It was slow and sensual, and deeper than anything Mat had ever experienced. He didn’t want it to end, so he placed his hand behind her head and held her there. She moaned again, and the kiss, somehow, went even deeper.
Mat’s cock was getting a little dry, but he wouldn’t let her leave their kiss- but, knowing that his chest was still soaked in his own cum, she ran her hand down in it and placed it back on his cock; sensing that his mom had just used his own cum as a lubricant, Mat spiraled even further into the throes of ecstasy. All four of his fingers were steadily pumping in and out of his mom’s pussy, but his thumb was up to nothing. He remembered she had politely asked him not to, but he somehow had a feeling she wouldn’t object any more. Lubing his thumb up in her pussy juices, Mat slowly eased it into her asshole.
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