For the next seven ornaments, the same cycle continued, each extra bounce on her son’s cock enhancing the pleasure inside… but still just a tease of what a good hard fucking from nine inches of teenage dick could feel like.
When Sarah returned after the eleventh ornament, Emmett ordered, “Eleven sucks.”
Sarah usually would be thrilled to suck her son’s cock, but she wanted it desperately back in her pussy. Yet, like the natural submissive she was, she dropped to her knees and sucked her own juices off her son’s cock… always enjoying her own taste on a dick.
After the next ornament, Emmett offered, “Now your pussy gets twelve licks.”
Sarah moved her cunt to her son’s face and he licked her exactly twelve times. Each one slow, and spreading her pussy lips apart like they were the Red Sea. Emmett took his time, enjoying the impact he was having on his mother… trying to push her depths of lust to uncharted extremes.
Once he was done, Sarah, who was completely intoxicated by her son, went to put on another ornament… trying to tempt her son to just step up behind her and fuck her as she bent down, knees straight, and fastened a crystal icicle to the lowest branch, incidentally offering either of her nether holes to her son.
Emmett stood up and moved behind his mother, indeed tempted by her beautiful booty, and easily slid his well-moistened rod inside her as she remained bent over.
Sarah moaned, as her son was finally fucking her… which was different from her fucking him. Although she enjoyed riding a cock now and then, she had long preferred being fucked… which, of course, made sense based on her submissive personality.
Emmett, though, didn’t pound his mother like he would have done to every other MILF, but fucked her slowly, sensuously, deeply, lingeringly, enjoying the power he had over her as well as the anticipatory pleasure of the long game he had in mind. He wanted this initial exploration of each other to last as long as possible and the stops and starts would create an insatiable lust in them both and likely create even more intense orgasms when they finally reached culmination.
Sarah begged, “Please, son, fuck Mommy hard.”
Emmett asked, “Lady, are you trying to make me into a Mother fucker?”
Sarah loved the nasty term and she giggled, “I think you’ve already crossed that threshold.”
“So now that I’ve entered your baby factory I am a what?” Emmett asked, wanting to hear the naughty taboo words out of his mother’s mouth.
“You’re a dirty mother fucker, Emmett,” Sarah declared, as his cock slithered in and out of her… so slow it was driving her nuts. God, she wanted to be fucked… pounded… reamed… slammed… drilled… this slow teasing fuck was driving her nuts and she hoped the dirty talk would accelerate the fucking.
“And you’re my submissive, three hole, cum deposit, Mommy-slut, aren’t you?” Emmett questioned, loving talking so nasty to her… sorely tempted to give her the pounding that he knew very well was what she wanted.
Sarah moaned loudly, as she began to bounce back on her son’s cock, desperately trying to tempt her son to take the clue she wanted to be pounded, “Oh yes, son, Mommy will suck your cock whenever you want, take your creamy load in her mouth or all over her pretty face. Mommy will spread her legs and eagerly take your big dick in her cunt or drop on all fours and take your massive rod in her filthy asshole.”