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His cheeks were flush and he was only wearing the bottom half of his pajamas. "He's your son for Christ's sake." The following night she put her plan into action and knocked on her son's door wearing nothing but a black silk teddy that left little to the imagination. "Hang on," she could hear her son say through the door. What she saw shocked her: her son standing naked before the webcam, his penis erect. Hannah could feel herself getting warmer in between her legs. She felt wonderful inside, all wet and warm and sticky. That was incredible." No man had ever cum that much inside of her, much less her own son. He gave it another shot, this time opening his mouth like in the movies. Kissing her had been the most intimate thing they had done so far. He kissed her again and again and suddenly they were making out passionately, drunk on each other's saliva. Nothing could have made her happier than the expression of pleasure and satisfaction on David's face.
The computer was still on, the webcam perched above the monitor. Again, David turned her down but not before staring her up and down and saying she looked great. "I'm so sorry honey," she said and slammed the door. "I got so used to it that I can't go to sleep without it." "What do you mean? "I used to watch you," he said, "while you were getting dressed and stuff like that." "I know," Hannah said. When David's balls were empty and could give no more, he collapsed onto her back, wrapping his arms around her. As he pulled out of her, she commanded, "Put the butt plug back in. Hannah had never felt this way about anyone before. His eyes were closed and his mouth was frozen in a goofy grin. "I don't think you'll be needing that cam or computer ever again." David agreed.
Without realizing it, she started to eventually tease me.
When I wanted to snuggle in her breasts, when we hugged, she would pull me away can call me a "naughty boy" (with a sly smile), for example.
"Easy there, soldier," she said, pushing David away. It was like Myspace, she thought, one of those new fads that she didn't understand and precluded anyone over thirty. Slowly, he turned to face Hannah and revealed his 8-inch cock in all its glory. David gyrated his hips and gently stroked the shaft up and down, emphasizing its length and girth. " "That my dick belongs to you." "Good boy," she said, swaying her hips. He was so deep inside her she wondered if it was doing any serious damage to her, but as he started to pump and the pain went away she knew it was going to be all right.
She'd see the light on under his door into the late hours of the night. "And don't stay up too late on the computer." "I won't." Hannah was both surprised and saddened that he had declined her invitation. "Because of you, I'm going to have to get back on birth control. David had found the woman of his dreams and she was living under the very same roof as he. On the bright side, he couldn't get her pregnant, not for now anyway, although deep down she had always wanted another child. She relaxed her rectum and let David penetrate even deeper. She felt as though he was reaching inside her and tickling the back of her throat. David shook his head and she kissed her way down his chest to his groin. There was too much of it, but she did the best she could, simultaneously massaging it and sucking it.
She couldn't believe it, but she was getting jealous—of a gizmo no less. "Would you like to come downstairs and watch a movie? She wondered if he would have accepted had she been wearing a more revealing outfit. She was no stick figure—she had curves in all right places—but she sometimes felt unattractive compared to younger women who seemed to subsist on a diet of salad and cottage cheese. David knew that after this no other sexual experience would come close to matching this one in its intensity and eroticism. But she loved every minute of it and her ass muscles gripped David's penis and milked it for all its worth. The best of part of it was looking up at her son's eyes which seemed to roll into the back of his head.
The message was the most pornographic thing Hannah had ever read. He was trying to stop, honest, but he just didn't have the will power. The strangest thing is that Dianna signed off the message as "mom." Hannah had heard about young men role-playing with older women who they imagined as their mothers, but this was too much. Besides, Dianna wasn't that attractive compared to Hannah herself. She was amazed by the length and girth of her son's penis. The head was purple and thick and fat, and the shaft long and shiny. "David, I don't care what you do in the privacy of your own room. It was one of the most beautiful penises she had ever seen with one glaring problem; it belonged to her son. But." He looked up at her with a mixture of shame and anger in his eyes. She was about to turn off the computer when one of the subject lines caught her eye.