Mag released the kilboski from her mouth, maintaining her grasp on it. With a very intense, lusty look accented by half-slit eyes, Mag just said, “Cum in mommy’s mouth.”
It had the usual tone of a parental directive but obviously was blunt in its incestuous aspect.
Mag once again engulfed the succulent penis, brought a hand under his nutsack to massage the taunt balls, and resumed bobbing her head up and down. Only this time, she moved with speed, urgency, and a licentious need. That need—a desperate need—was to have her son ejaculate his hot cream down her eager throat and decadently enjoy its taste and forbidden nature.
The way the divorcee bobbed her head and sucked, it was one massive blur. Her vacuum suction was powerful and passionate, egged on by her own approaching climax thanks to her strumming fingers on her aroused clit. His stiffness lurched over her tongue.
“Ohhhh maaaa—!”
Mag’s son’s cock belched its first generous salvo of thick, white cum into her mouth. The hot magma hit the back of Mag’s throat, briefly startling her. Once the initial flavor was absorbed by her taste buds after swallowing, her wantonness was maximized. The next round she was not only prepared for, but eager for. That secondary shot was greedily ingested, and the taste, again, relished. As was the third, fourth, and so-on.
“Arrggghhhhhhh!!!!!!” exclaimed the climaxing stud.
Richie was like a fire hose, ferociously spewing his man-sauce in the receptive, willing, and needy orifice which was his mother’s mouth. The shameless divorcee was hell-bent on intaking the entire rich load. She gulped and swallowed crazily, lost on the forbidden release. Try as she might, the beauty could not swallow the complete discharge. It was just way too much. Semen dripped from the corners of her mouth and down her chin to his balls.
When Richie was depleted—in every sense of the word—Mag edged her lips one more time over the shriveled and sensitive penis, providing a final milking motion. After that she sat on her knees and wiped the precious spunk which clinged to her chin and the corners of her mouth. Then she licked the fingers clean, opening her mouth and revealing to the exultant son inside was a heavy, pearl web of wide and thin strands of his cum.
“Mmmmm, Richie, you taste great.”
Still catching his breath, the son replied “You suck great, Mom.”