Adultery Mom's fun

[nandoghosh]

After the first wave of the climax had passed, Breanna gasped for oxygen. Her blue eyes were wide open, watering, and staring off into space. 

When she finally was able to think again, the only thing Breanna could do was laugh at how surreal of an experience it was and how incredible she felt. She sweetly kissed her son and told him he could rest. 

The mom and son stood there gazing at each other, chests heaving together. Breanna still had a dazed aura about her. 

"Fuck, that was good," Breanna complimented. She kissed her son's cheek. "You made me cum." 

"I still need to cum. I wanna cum in your pussy so bad," Spencer groaned. The mom and son kissed on the lips deeply again. 

"I know you do. I've been looking forward to it all day," Breanna smiled. "But I'm the woman, and I'm your mom, so I get to decide where it's best for you to drain your load." Breanna kissed her son again, slid off of his body, moaning as his cock left her, and stood in front of him, her legs feeling wobbly. Without saying a word, Breanna got down on her knees and placed his penis in her mouth. She tasted their mixed juices and began sucking his dick fervently. Spencer already was fighting the urge to convulse and release his load. His mom's tongue seemed to be flicking every pressure point as if it had done so a thousand times. Not a second went by where Breanna was not looking into her son's overwhelmed eyes, winking flirtatiously and lustfully drawing his focus. 



Spencer reached down and grabbed his mom's breasts, feeling the smooth skin and their weight in his hands. Breanna cooed around his dick from his touch. Shen then began bobbing in and out with increasing speed. 



The end was near for Spencer, and he knew it. He went to move his hands from his mom's chest to the back of her head, but she caught them and placed them down firmly in her tits. She held her arm under her breasts to provide a larger target, and Spencer began to convince himself that ejaculating all over his mom's breasts was just as hot as finishing in her mouth. 


Breanna performed her finishing move of rapidly swirling and slurping her tongue around his pink cockhead, flicking the sensitive underside with each rotation. That was it. Spencer's body buckled, his eyes closed and teeth gritted. But instead of pulling away, Breanna placed her tongue under her son's cockhead and opened her mouth. She immediately felt her son's first salty load fire onto her tongue. She held her head still and let every new, thick rope fill her mouth. Who would have guessed that an entire day of stimulating her son's testicles would cause him to produce a high volume of hot cum? 



It was a sight to behold for Spencer when his eyes finally opened again. He watched his mom willingly taking every drop into her mouth. 



When her son finally stopped leaking and began gasping for breath, she pumped him hard to force out any excess cum. She then let go off his shaft. 



Breanna's entire tongue was coated in layers of her son's semen. 



Spencer's face was beet red. He looked down at his mom and grinned. "Wow..." 



Breanna opened her mouth wide and excitedly showed him how much of his sperm he had ejaculated into her. 


"Are you going to spit it down like you did for that guy at Malcolm's?" Spencer asked, hopefully. 
His mom rolled her eyes in pretend exasperation. With a playful sigh, Breanna pinched some of the thick cum off her tongue with her fingers, held it into the air, and let it slowly drip down onto her tongue. Before she could spit it out from laughter, Breanna suggestively raised her eyebrows and swallowed her son's load, followed by a refreshing sigh. 



"You're amazing," Spencer said, with sincere affection. 



"I wanted to make you as happy you made me." Breanna stood up. The mom and son made out again. "And guess what? We just fucked!" Breanna announced, still in shock over her actions. 



The mom and son laughed together, neither of them yet fully feeling the gravity of what they had just done. They kissed passionately again, unwilling to let the other go until they both needed to regain their breaths. 


Neither of them spoke while they put their clothes on. They were both thinking and processing internally. Breanna pieced her plastic brass belt back together and attached her veils. By how wet her g-string was, she knew she would have to drive home without it on.