I chuckled, “What do I get in return?” She giggled.
I dried her thoroughly, concentrating on her boobs. Despite my efforts, they seemed to still be wet, and I had to suck on them to ensure they dried appropriately… She smiled, “My baby.”
I dried myself and carried her to her bedroom. As I lay her on the sheet, her face turned to my groin and her palm grasped my penis. I stood by the bed and watched her kissing the tip. Then her lips enveloped my erect cock and pulled it gradually into her hot mouth. In spite of not practicing for a long time, her technique was flawless. Not that I was experienced, but I knew if she continued, I’d climax in seconds.
“Mom, please, stop it or I’ll cum shortly.”
She didn’t verbalize her answer, but her head up and down nodding told me she wanted me to orgasm in her mouth. I flooded her oral cavity with a massive torrent of slimy spunk. To my amazement, she didn’t try to spit it. Ivy swallowed it all, and when she was done, she grinned, “Honey, it tasted like raw oysters. Did I mention I like oysters? Next time you work in my house, we should go to a seafood restaurant.”
“Mom, I came but you haven’t.”
“Ian, do I look worried? I bet in half an hour you’ll be ready again.”
“What is wrong with now?”
She peeked at my growing pole and commented, “You just came. Don’t you want to rest for a while?”
“Not at all. Who knows, you might regret it and send me away…”
She grinned, “Not a chance. I made peace with my brain and have no intention to let go. You are mine.”
I smirked, “Does it mean I can get coffee and cake too?”
“Honey, if you are nice to me and fuck my cunt the way I know you can, I’ll consider it…”
I moved between her spread legs and rubbed the spongy head with her nectar. Then I advanced gingerly into her drenched pussy. Mom’s eyes closed, and she moaned. I proceeded forward, conquering her last treasure.
When I was all the way inside, she murmured, “You are huge. Your penis impales me…”
“Good. Your cunt feels so warm and accepting…”
“Honey, don’t forget ‘and hungry…”
I started ramming my tool in her box. I’ve read a lot about sex, but my prior experience could be summed up with a simple word – zilch. I had no clue whether I was supposed to push deeper, go faster, or be more powerful…
If I dared, I might have asked Mom, but the last thing I wanted to do was break the newly formed bond between us. I elected to improvise. I pounded her harder and heard her groans becoming louder. I accelerated further. Suddenly, her body quivered in my arms, and her fantastic tits swayed wildly from side to side. Mom started whimpering. For the first time, I was able to watch a woman experiencing an orgasm. And it was no other than my own mother…
I felt my cock continue to expand in Ivy’s vagina. The longer I continued to drill her hole, my organ began aching, demanding to cum, and the sooner the better. I watched Mom’s grimace, kneaded her nipples, and shoved my pole one last time before ejecting my whitish spunk into her. It felt even better than Mom’s oral job.
We relaxed and rested for 20 minutes before Mom opened her eyes.
I said shyly, “You are so beautiful… I loved everything we did. When can we do it again?”
She grinned, “What do I get in return?…”
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