I remember the first time I tasted you. It was incest phone sex magic. I swore right then that it was wrong and that there would be no second time. I mean, after all, you were family. You were forbidden fruit.
But I lie awake that night, unable to sleep. My hand dipped down between my legs and I rubbed my clit, thinking of what had happened. Desire trumped my guilt and I knew I had to have you again. I peeked into your room and there you were, naked, your fist moving up and down your cock. My sharp intake of air startled you. “Mommy?” you whispered. “Yes, sweetie. I’m here. I can’t stop thinking about you.” You smiled.
“Come sleep with me, mommy.” You wagged your erect cock and me and I lost control. My mouth came down on that cock as my hand stroked your smooth balls. I slurped shamelessly, engulfing your rigid fucktoy to the hilt. I brought you to a squealing nut busting orgasm, eagerly licking up every drop of your boy juices.
It didn’t stop there. This juicy P-Mommy was just getting warmed up. I needed some satisfaction. Your young face buried in my hairy cunt was just what I needed. I knew then that all of my boys would be given lessons in how to please me. With stripper tits like mine and an aching pussy, I knew that it would take all four of my sons to please me. And I’d still enjoy their friends as tasty appetizers on the side. You wanna be one of my boys, too? Mommy has plenty of tits for everyone. Bring that young dick to me and let the fun begin!!!
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