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A Mother Always Says Yes

She slides her panties up her thighs, a d****d towel conceals the warm triangle between her thighs. I consider running for the door, and would, but as I stand in front of her naked, she doesn't fight me. It's been years since someone touched her here, cradled her breasts, or kissed her lips. And here I am, her son, moving myself up her inner thigh. My other hand circles her chest, my lips biting into her nipples. I can feel her heartbeat rise. She parts her lips, as if to utter a word in response, but no words come; and her body falls into me. Our lips meet for the first time, both of us shaking. I pull my lips against hers, my tongue running against hers. we take turns pulling ourselves away, the sense of guilt becoming palpable with each stroke of her lips against my lips. She kisses me sporadically, her eyes shut, afraid to look. her lips move against my neck, into my chest, and against my lips again. She maneuvers herself around me. allowing her towel to drop against the bedsheets. She slips her panties off, her body now tight against mine. She runs her lips into my nape and I can feel her warm pussy brushing against me, full of wetness. I turn around to greet her, my cock hardening, staring at her pussy. Without hesitation, I lap up her pussy juices, my tongue forms a rhythm against her clit, and her body begins to tremble. I kissed into her sweet pussy, tasting her warmth. Her legs tighten around my face, her breathing is heavy. She falls against the bed, shouting. I ...

... grip her breasts tight into my hands, full of power. She screams at the top of her lungs. I run my hands around her warm, thick frame, feeling every inch of her, discovering my mother for the first time, in a manner I was certain no other man had. Touching her was unlike being with any of my exes, even making love had been reduced as I cradled her pussy. 20 years of being with her had given insight into her wants and needs, and kissing her pussy told me that it would carry over into the bedroom. We had been there for each other for years, in difference ways, and now I had become her lover, capable of giving her everything she wanted, everything she didn't know she needed. From here on out, I would be responsible for every discovery. And with each kiss, discovered a new desire. When she thought about sex, she would think of me. She would cum harder than ever before, and I would be the only one she ever wants inside her. "I'm want to kiss every inch of you." "I want you to kiss every inch of me" She breathes heavily. "ooh, mom. You're amazing. You taste incredible." I moan. Her demeanor shifts. "A good mom wouldn't be doing this." "You're the best mom" I moan, moving my teeth along her clit. She begins shaking, her body shaking against my tongue, circling all around her pussy. "Fuck! Son. You're my son. This shouldn't feel so good--fuck!" She YELLS - her pussy beginning to gush her warm cum into my mouth. I run the entirety of my face against her pussy, becoming sticky with her ...