What happens when mom and her boy shares bed?-01

“I mean, if you think it’s okay.” Ceasar’s fingers slid between the moist folds of her pussy, and her hips jerked when the edge of his hand rubbed her clit.

“It’s okay!” She slid her hand back around his cock, marveling at the way her fingers were unable to touch around it. He hadn’t gotten that from Reynold. “It’s so okay!”

Cathy pulled the tank top up over her breasts, exposing them to her son.

“Damn, mom.” He stared at her tits with a look of desire she hadn’t seen from her husband in years.

“They’re kind of small, but they’re nice, right?”

“They’re amazing,” His eyes roamed down her breasts and along her body. “You’re so goddamn hot.”

“Are you just saying that because I’m playing with your cock?” Regardless of why, hearing him say it made her feel sexy, and she loved it.

“No, you’re really hot, a lot of my friends in high school used to bust me up and say they wanted to fuck you.” his fingers again probed her pussy. “Wow, you’re wet!”

“Put those fingers inside me,” she urged him by pushing her hips up, sliding his fingers to the right spot. “Two of them.”

Caesar obeyed, and Cathy released a loud moan. Last year all she’d had inside was a thin vibrator, and his two thick fingers were spreading her sorely neglected cunt as they pushed deep inside her.

“Lay on your side,” she whispered, “Get those fingers in deeper, and put your thumb on my clit.”

Caesar responded with an eagerness that caused her pussy to gush around his probing fingers. He rolled onto his side, propping himself up on his elbow, while rubbing her clit with his large thumb.

“Yes!” Cathy breathed, her hand on his forearm, squeezing it. “Push harder, honey, work your mother’s pussy.”

When Caesar rolled to his side, she closed her legs, and crossed her ankles, pinning his hand between her legs. His cock was now resting on her thigh and Cathy placed her hand on top of it, pushing it into her leg and sliding her palm up and down his length.

Caesar’s thumb rotated on her clit, while he flexed his wrist, working his fingers in and out of her. Cathy lay back on the pillow, moaning softly, her hips rocking into his fingers. She felt his cock pulsing against her leg, and his pre-cum oozing onto it.

She grabbed her nipple, rolling it between her fingers, then cried out in surprised pleasure when, with no hesitation, Caesar lowered his head and sucked her other nipple into his mouth.

“Fuck!” She swore. “Someone’s done this before, haven’t they?”

Caesar winked at her, that simple gesture causing her hips to buck hard into his fingers. God, for something that was supposed to be wrong it was so fucking hot! Hot enough that Cathy’s thighs were already trembling and her legs straightening.

“Just like that,” she whispered. “Make mama come, Caesar, then you can lay back and I’ll take good care of you.”

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