I was full of cock; it was thrashing in and out of my hot wet vagina like an out of control windmill. My knees bent draped over his thighs, feet dangling as he pumped into me over and over, my hands and nails digging in while holding him tight in place. I wasn’t letting go of this now, not while I was getting fucked like this. I had tried my hardest not to let it happen, but it did …we couldn’t deny the feelings we had for one another far beyond that of a Mother and Son.
