My stiff prick led the way as I entered the testing room. Moving the chair out of the way, I held her waist with my hands and straddled her legs. Moving my hands to her breasts, I cupped and identically squeezed them as in our practice session. She smiled widely. Knowing she recognized me, my hungry mouth latched onto a nipple. She gasped as her hands clenched the sheets. She wasn’t about to stop the pleasure she was enjoying.
I pressed my hard prick into her soft stomach. She had to notice my large, helmeted head leaking pre-cum on her hot flesh. She humped in acknowledgment. Switching to her other nipple, I fed on her engorged tip while my hand kneaded her free breast. Her chest heaved as her excitement level grew.
Releasing her breasts, I kissed my way to her stomach. Her moaning increased in volume as I neared her covered pussy. Skipping over her panties, I kissed her firm thighs. The thin fabric was soaked with her juices, her scent was strong. She was ready to ascend to a higher plateau of intimacy. Her smile turned to frustration when I rose off the bed.
She assumed I had second thoughts. She was wrong. Grabbing her feet, I flipped her over on her stomach. Her face was buried in the pillow. I quickly removed her damp panties. She shrieked with glee as I spread her legs and pulled her up on her knees. I moved closer until my hard prick nestled between her legs and was lodged in her thick mound of fur. I pinched and rolled her nipples, pulling her perky tits downward. Screams of pleasure emanated from the pillow.
Once her breathing was short and rapid, I ran my prick through her wet gash. She groaned as her leaking slot greased my piston. There was no movement from her arms to stop the process. She craved her son’s prick. Popping my head past her outer lips, her screams almost drowned out Ethel’s announcement.
“Don’t progress any further. This is a critical point in the test. The mother has two options at this point. If you stop now, you will be awarded the grand prize. If you allow the unknown son to continue, you are guaranteed second place, a week in San Diego. Additionally, depending on the other couple’s performance, you may still be awarded first place. The choice is up to the mother.”
Mom hesitated for a few seconds before lifting her head off the pillow and replied, “First or second place is fine with me as long as my son is with me. I love my son and I don’t want to wait any longer.” Her hips flexed as she screamed, “Please make love to me, Jason!”
Before I could push in, Mom backed onto my prick. My slick cock sunk in an inch and opened her velvet walls. She groaned as I stopped pushing. I wanted to savor the first time I entered the pussy I crawled out of eighteen years ago.
“Oh fuck, Jason. Your cock is finally in me. We’re fucking as lovers, mother, and son. You’re so thick, you’re filling me up.”
“Finally, Mom. This has been my only desire for years. I’m fucking my mother and she’s loving it!”
When I gently shoved in another inch, her hips shot back capturing more of my rod. Her walls squeezed and held me before she leaned forward pulling me with her. Releasing her grip, she humped back capturing more prick.
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