With each powerful stroke, Mom’s contracting pussy extracted a spurt of potent semen in perfect synchrony. Her deep-brown eyes dilated, filled with blissful gratification from receiving her son’s essence. Her pussy expertly milked and sucked my cock, draining every drop of precious, baby-making batter. Once
emptied, I remained on top of Mom, kissing her tenderly while our eyes silently communicated our deep love for each other.
Finally, I eased my now-deflated cock from her saturated pussy, dragging out several globs of cum. She stretched her legs out while I collapsed beside her, our chests heaving from the strenuous workout.
“Jesus, you fucked Mommy good,” she gasped and panted.
“It was because of your desire to bear my children. We’ve bonded closer than ever,” I exulted.
“In that case, I’ll have to remind you that you’re planting a baby in me every time we fuck in the future,” she giggled, turned, and embraced me. With our nude bodies melded together, we kissed. After a few minutes, we resumed resting on our backs while holding hands, enjoying the gratifying conclusion of our sinful, incestuous consummation.
Mom bumped my hip to direct my attention toward the end of the bed. I watched Gran and Dad slowly walk away while holding hands. They vanished, leaving a wave of relaxing contentment flowing through Mom and me.
“They’re gone for good, aren’t they,” I asked.
“Yes, they can enjoy eternity together, knowing our relationship embodies everything they desired for themselves.” She turned and kissed me tenderly. “Mother and son. Soulmates, the same as us,” she murmured.
End?
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