You watch her as she gets ready to go to her silly movie, seeing her bend over, the tops of her lacy thigh highs peeking out from under her dress. You think about doing it here, right now on the kitchen sink, but decide to wait. She smiles and kisses you goodbye, promising you’ll hang out together later. Little does she know.
When she gets back from the movie, she’s all giggly and flirty. You watch her bend to get you both some sodas from the fridge and catch a glimpse of her pussy. She’s not wearing panties. My god, she’s being so obvious about what she wants! As she goes to the pantry to get you some snacks, you make your first advance, pushing her against the door and reaching under her dress. She resists, pulling away and telling you to stop but you know she wants it. You can feel her wetness as she moans between lame protests. You turn her around and bend her over, slipping your cock into her for a few strokes before dragging her to the bedroom.
She pleads with you, tells you she’ll suck your cock if you just promise not to fuck her. You let her deepthroat your cock, marvelling at your own mother’s talents as she throats your dick. You make her think you’ll keep that bargain, until you can’t hold back, pulling her up and positioning your cock at the warm and dripping wet entrance of her slit. She begs you not to but you push her down, watching your cock sink as your mothers protests dissolve. She’s finally admitting it to herself: she wants her son to fuck her. Watching as she starts to bounce on your cock, you tease her about how wet she is. She denies it, at first, but it doesn’t take too many long, deep strokes into her needy cunt for her to start begging for it. She makes you promise not to cum inside her, but you know better than to believe her
