When he got between her legs, he started things off by planting kisses all over her stomach. His kisses then moved upwards towards her ribs, chest, breasts, before taking her big nipples inside of his mouth and then rolling them around with his tongue. His fingers headed down the place where he was about to enter and then he touched her there. "You're soaking wet," he told her."I know. This is so crazy, and I can't believe this is actually happening with my son, but I want it so bad," she desperately said. He positioned himself above her and they were face-to-face. His hand guided his throbbing cock towards his mother's vagina and briefly rubbed his head against her labia. Then, as his mother spread her legs further, he felt his cock touch the flesh of her vaginal walls and he pushed. He pushed until her little hole had to stretch to accommodate his size, to which her eyes and mouth widened from the intense feeling. He then pushed until his cock went as far down his mother's canal as. Slowly I opened the door and peeked around it ready to bolt at any second. Nothing there.I called out. “Pam?”I hear. “In the kitchen dear.”I think that, “dear,” was just thrown in to put me off my guard, she really behind the kitchen door with a butcher knife.Slowly I head to the kitchen. I rush through the door and quickly turned my arms up, ready to block the first blow.She’s at the sink, washing vegetables. My noisy entry caused her to turn and look at me. She has a cucumber in her hand. I think, there’s no way she can stab me with that, can she? Unless she has hollowed it out and there’s a knife hidden inside.“Come here and give me a kiss.” She says. I cautiously move toward her and reach for the cucumber and take it from her hand. She seems surprised that I did that. I placed the cuke on the counter and wrap my arms around her and kiss her like we were movie stars and this was the big romantic scene.She says, “Oh wow. What’s gotten into you?”“I just wanted to show you that I.
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