Sexy Mommy Lynn is The Best Therapist for Incest

My colleague drags her son Jimmy into my practice, her face flushed with frustration. She spills everything first—how she discovers her sexy mommy silky panties constantly soiled, crusty with his thick cum loads.

Then, she confesses to catching him red-handed, fist flying over his stiff cock wrapped in her damp lingerie. ‘Fix him, Lynn,’ she begs, before stepping out to wait. I nod, lock the door, and turn to Jimmy, his cheeks burning as he fidgets on my therapy couch.

Immediately, I slide next to him, my short skirt riding up to reveal nude silk stockings that lavishly cover my toned legs. Moreover, my hand lands on his thigh, squeezing firmly. All while I whisper how Mommy shared every filthy detail.

Therefore, his pants tent instantly, as he struggles to hide his erection. Next, I start to question him about what seems to be going on with him. While I caress the bulge in his pants before opening them. Once I decide I need to assist him a little and release his hard cock, the precum beads at the slit.

Moreover, I lean in, breath hot on his ear: ‘Mommy’s panties make your dick so hard, don’t they, baby?’ However, I know full well it’s everything about his mom that makes him throb.

Sexy Mommy is The Focus of Jimmy’s Attention

Meanwhile, his eyes are closed, and his hand is on my thigh, caressing my stocking-clad thigh and grazing the outside of my panties. As I stroke him and talk to him about the desires for his mommy, I feel his fingers rubbing my pussy, making me wet.

Then, I stand, hiking my skirt to flash my lacy ivory panties. Moreover, they are already soaked through, clinging to my shaved pussy lips. So, I straddle his lap aggressively, grinding my silk-covered cunt along his throbbing dick. With only the thin barrier slick with my juices, silky against his shaft.

Soon, he bucks up, groaning desperately. After that, I shove my panties aside, guiding his swollen cockhead to my dripping entrance. Slowly, I impale myself, pussy engulfing around his invading cock. While my silk stockings rasped against his jeans.

Next, I bounce furiously, pussy clenching rhythmically, milking his shaft with each downward slam.

‘Fuck Mommy’s wet cunt, good boy!’ I demand, tits heaving free from my low-cut blouse, nipples rock-hard. Moreover, his balls slap my ass cheeks repeatedly, building that incestuous frenzy.

Finally, as my climax crashes, I crush my lips to his, tongue plunging deep. Therefore, I moan into his mouth, ‘Breed Mommy! Flood my womb with your hot son seed—knock me up!’

He explodes violently, ropes of thick cum erupting inside, painting my cunt with his hot seed.