Chapter 6
Laura was eager to give him some action.
"Darling," she said, "I can hardly wait. But first, give me a breather. Let me catch my breath. "As she lay there on the bed stretched out and breathed deeply, he could see her breasts going up and down.
"What a sight," he smiled at her.
"What is it, darling?" she asked with a twinkle in her eye.
"I was just looking at your tits moving up and down," he smiled, "and do they ever look beautiful, baby. Really great."
He ran his fingers along her breasts and then she said softly, "You can suck them, if you want to dear."
It wasn't going to take long now. Quickly he let his tongue lash out over the nipple.
"Oh, that feels so good," she said, "it really does, baby. I love it."
He played with one breast while he licked the other. And this got her more excited every second.
"Oh, sweetheart," she said, "you're a natural. You know just what to. do to get me excited. Yes, baby, yes, keep that up."
Now, her legs were twitching. She was eager for him to get down between her legs.
"Darling," she said excitedly, "you don't know what I'm going to do to you down there. You're going to go out of your gourd. Oh, baby, I can hardly wait."
It Wasn't going to be much longer now. The hot tongue was sliding all over her mound.
"Suck me," she sighed, "suck me, lover."
He was down there now between her legs and he reached up to play with her breasts while his hot tongue lashed away at her slit.
"Stick it in, honey," she said, "stick it in."
He let his tongue slide in and every second became more exciting than the last.
"Oh," she panted, "you're too much. Oh, yes."
He loved the fragrance of her pussy. He loved the slippery feeling sliding in there. And now he pulled his hands away from her breasts and grabbed her rear end. He wanted to hold her in place. He was eager for her to ooze at her slit. He could hardly wait for the juice to trickle into his mouth.
"Oh, suck me," she begged, "suck my pussy, baby. Suck me."
His rocks were getting harder again and his cock was lengthening. He knew that his rapid movements in her twat were getting him there again himself.
"Eat me," she begged excitedly, "eat me. Oh, ah, yes, lover, yes. That's what I want. Eat me."
The hot tongue drove in there inside her vagina.
"Oh, lover, oh, yes," she sighed, "suck my pussy."
Now his hands were back at her breasts. As he would pinch her nipples he would let his tongue slide in farther.
"Oh, sweetheart," she gasped excitedly, "that's what I love. Oh, ah, yes, yes!"
The pleasure was increasing every second.
"Oh, baby," she gasped excitedly, "yes, yes, that's it. Love it."
The hot tongue was licking quickly and every second was becoming more and more emotionally beautiful for her. She hadn't had anyone eating her snatch in ages and she was thrilled and excited that she could have it now.
"Eat me," she begged the young boy, "that's it. Slide your tongue in there, all the way around. Oh, ah, yes, baby, yes, that's what I want. Now you're doing it. Oh, baby, it is really something."
Soon he felt her starting to juice and this got him to vibrating.
"Suck it," she begged him, "suck. Oh, ah, yes, yes. Suck it."
Finally she gushed.
"Oh," she gasped, "I'm cuming, baby, I'm cuming."
As the hot juices gushed in his mouth, he licked quickly.
"Sweetheart," she gasped excitedly, "I can't stand it. Oh, ah, yes, yes!"
He didn't quit licking until he had finished her off but when he pulled away she noticed immediately his huge prick.
"Oh, darling," she said, "what happened?"
"I don't know," he grinned good naturedly, "it just came up again."
"We can take care of that, honey," she said. "Why don't you slide it in my cunt."
"I'd like to try something different," he said.
"Sure, baby," she said, "anything you want to do. What do you want?"
"I want your ass, darling," he said, "I want to slide my dick into your ass-hole."
"Oh, no," she said, "I don't think we could ever make it. I really don't."
Now he was ready to go.
"Oh, darling," she sighed eagerly, "let's really have some fun."
He was hot for it and so was she.
"I just don't know about ass," she said. "I never had anybody stick it up my ass before."
"Well, didn't Charley?" he asked curiously.
"No," she admitted. "Charley never did that. He liked to have hot fucks, baby and he was always alive with energy. But he was a little bit cruel and detached. Calm, you know. And he never asked for that."
"Well, sweetheart," he explained, "let's spin into that fuck. I think that would be a lot of fun. I've tried it once and I guess it's contagious, I want to do it again."
"Okay," she said.
Now it was time and he had her getting into position.
"That's beautiful," he told her. "That's the way I want you."
She angled her body just right. Then, he gripped her hips.
"Say, I forgot something," he admitted. "I've got to have something on my rod."
"What, darling?" she smiled.
"Anything," she said, "even oleo margarine or butter or whatever."
"I have some butter in the refrigerator, honey," she said, "maybe that would help."
"It sure would," he told her.
She went to the kitchen and got the butter and then returned.
"How about this," she smiled.
"Beautiful," he replied.
Taking the cube of butter from her, he opened up its paper wrapper. Then, he slipped his hand around it and let his fingers get some of it for his penis.
"Put plenty on,", she said, "that way it will make it easier to slide it in there."
Once he had his cock well lubed, she got into position again.
"How about this?" she said.
Now she was ready. She was bending over with her ass up so he could slide his dick in conveniently.
"I just got to grab your ass, honey," he said, "both cheeks and then I'll slide my prick in."
As he started to move in, she cautioned him.
"Sweetheart," she suggested, "why don't you do something for me. I wish that you would use some of that on my ass-hole. All you have to do, darling, is butter up your finger and slide it into my ass-hole."
"Okay," he said reluctantly pulling his tool out of her.
Reaching over, he again picked up the cube of butter. He got his finger full of it and then he went back to her ass. Opening it up, slid the finger in the hole.
"Oh," he panted, "this is nice. Nice and tight."
"I know it is," she said, "it's virgin ass territory."
He was sparing no effort in making it easy for his hard dick to go in there.
With each hand on her ass, he guided himself in there.
"Oh, yes," he panted, "that's it."
Sliding it in, he really rammed it home.
"Fuck me," she begged, "fuck. Oh, ah, yes, yes. That's beautiful."
Now he was riding in in splendor. She was loving it. Although the pleasure ceased the moment he got it to her tight anal ring. It just wouldn't slip past.
"Oh," he gasped, "it's hard to slam it home in you."
"Don't give up darling," she said. "Just keep doing that."
Faster and faster he rode into her. Then finally he thrust all the way.
"Oh, baby," he panted excitedly, "that is beautiful."
As the hard dick drilled her, she became more and more excited.
"Fuck, baby, fuck," she said.
The hard driving tool was really electrifying her with sexual ecstasy. She loved the feeling of it sliding in there, once he got it past the painful tight point. Now he could ram it to her and she could twist and grind her ass for him.
"Keep fucking me," she begged, "keep fucking."
Soon he was reaching around to feel her breasts. Together they were doing it quickly. They were coordinating their movements so that he could get his cock in as far as possible.
"Oh," he gasped, "what a fuck. Oh, baby, that's how I like it. Faster, faster, oh, yes, just like that."
Faster and faster the hard dick drilled in there and every second became more exciting.
"Oh, baby," he panted, "that's beautiful. Oh, ah, yes, yes, right on!"
The pleasure was increasing. Every second they loved it more.
"Oh, ah, yes, yes, baby, that's it. Fuck, baby. Fuck faster!"
The hard dick was drilling in there. Every second was becoming more exciting.
"Fuck it," he told her, "fuck, baby, fuck."
Now, he was ready to shoot.
"Won't be much longer now," he told her, "you're going to get a load of my juice."
"Good, darling," she smiled, "I love it."
He enjoyed talking to her about it. It added to the pleasure. But above all he loved the way she twisted her ass around. She wanted to get fucked and he wanted to give it to her.
"Ram it to me," she told him, "that's it. Oh, ah, yes, yes, keep doing it. Oh, yes!"
The pleasure was increasing with every second and he enjoyed it more and more too.
"Fuck, baby," he told her, "oh, ah, yes, yes. Keep fucking I"
She was putting a lot into it and so was he. Every inch of his cock slamming home.
"Oh," he gasped excitedly, "yes, baby, yes. That's it fuck, baby. Fuck, fuck."
A few more thrusts and he exploded in her ass-hole.
"I'm shooting," he told her, "I'm shooting!"
The juice was shooting alright, and she was almost there herself.
"Play with me," she urged him, "stick your fingers in my pussy, honey. That's all. Love me there. Not much longer, honey. But do it now."
It was a fantastic moment for them both. His angers played around with the clitoris effectively. He was pinching her, and she told him, "That's it, but not too hard, honey."
He kept up his finger movements in her twat, and then a new joy surged through her.
"Ohh, I made it," she gasped excitedly, "I made it."
Sure enough she was there and he loved the feel of the sticky substance in his fingers. He continued doing it until she relaxed there.
"Oh, yes," he told her. "what a fuck off."
He had gone all the way with her. Done about everything he could. Slowly sliding his cock out of her, he fell back in the bed.
"That was beautiful, baby," he told her, "it really was. I loved doing it."
She lay there and looked at him.
"I don't know when I've had so much fun," she said. "It really brought my life back in focus. It made me realize how much I've been missing. It's strange how when one gets gloomy you think about sex. It seems to brighten everything up and honey, you truly brightened everything up for me. I loved your young dick in me. Youth is a wonderful thing."
"You're not very old, and you are really something to fuck, I'm so glad that you gave me such a good time of it."
"I take it you have had quite a bit of sexual experiences Frank," she said.
"How did you guess that?" he smiled.
"Oh, just the way you did it," she said.
"Was it different?" he asked.
"Yes, it was," she admitted. "You would do everything. It's really inspiring to find a man like you; A man who has insight on sex."
"Do I have all that?" he chuckled.
"You do, baby," she said, "you put a real joy into having sex. I can't stand it when a man wants to just stick it in the pussy and stop there. I think it's very important that the lovers aren't afraid to have everything. I don't mean stopping at one little taste of sex, but going all the way in every direction."
"I couldn't agree with you more," he admitted.
They were happy now thinking about sex, yet, she had something else in her mind.
"What are you thinking about?" he asked, trying to break through the silence.
"A girl friend of mine," she said. "A woman about my age who has been wanting sex with a young boy."
"Well, why don't you invite her over?" he smiled.
"Should I?" she asked.
"Yes, Laura," he told her, "I wish you would."
"When?" she asked.
"Well, how about Saturday night?" he asked.
"Beautiful," she said, "Now you're going to like this woman. She has lots of money and she'll pay you something. If I hadn't had to pay such crushing odds with my husband and have such limited resources, I would pay you myself."
"What do you mean?" he said.
"I mean the odds did me in. I was gambling on the stock market and I lost and I don't have much stock. That is what limited resources means."
"You use a lot of big words, don't you?" he said.
"Well, I know a lot of big words," she said.
"Yes, I guess you do," he smiled at her.
Now, he was fully aware of what she was talking about. He felt sorry for her. The thought of making any money had never entered his mind.
"Do you mean, to tell me?" he said, "I could get paid for balling."
"Why sure, darling," she said, "there are a lot of young men who get paid for it and there is nothing at all wrong with it. You see we older women usually have a little extra money but it's hard for us to find a clean, young boy like yourself, and not afraid to try everything."
"Well, I'm not afraid to try everything," he told her. "Let's get cracking."
She looked at him nervously and said, "I don't know whether I should phone her or not tonight."
"You don't have to phone her tonight," he said, "whenever you want to. But I do want to get together and have more sex."
"Alright," she agreed, "don't you worry. I'll call her."
"What's her name?" he asked.
"Maxine," she said, "Maxine McMillan. She's a lovely girl."
"Okay," he smiled.
He got dressed slowly and she asked him, "Have you had sex with anyone else older like me?"
"Yes, I have," he said.
"Do you mind my asking who?" she said.
"I mind," he said, "you wouldn't like it one bit if I would talk about us having sex. Well, I feel the same way. I'm not going to be telling anybody else about you."
"I'm very sorry I asked," she said. "That's very noble of you to keep silent."
Pride swelled through him as he thought of himself as being noble. However, he rather doubted it.
"Frank," she said, "I guess you're such a good boy because you have such a good mother."
"I guess so," he said quietly. In his mind he was thinking of all the sex they had had together. And he was feeling like a devil.
"Darling," she said, "let me tell you something. I adore you and I want you to have a lot of fun having sex with me and anytime you don't want to have it, just tell me. I don't want to force you. Do you understand?"
"Of course, I understand," he said, "you're a sweetheart. I like you every much, Laura. You're a beautiful woman and you've given me a great time. But, baby, get off my back. Don't talk this love crap. You wanted to get your cunt sucked. I wanted tc get my cock sucked. That's all. I wanted to fuck your ass-hole, and I did. Don't try to pull any of this love stuff. If there is anything I hate it's women getting sentimental."
"You are rather crude, aren't you," she said.
"I don't happen to think I am," he said, "I don't think I'm crude at all."
"Darling," she said, "it's wonderful to have a sex partner. You have no idea what it's like to waste away and not have anyone who wants to love you."
"Okay," he said, "women are real complex. They get more out of fucks than men do. All I feel is that my balls aren't itching. That's all. I hope that isn't alarming to you. You're quite a dreamer."
"Am I?" she smiled.
"I think you are," he said, "I don't mean to hold it against you or anything, but I think your mind is up in the clouds a lot of the time."
"I'll try to be down to earth and basic with you, darling," she said quickly, "please understand me."
He was trying his very best to say things to her that wouldn't get her uptight so that she would have another fuck another night. Yet, he didn't want to get involved with romance or love talk. He could throw that away for a long time. As he got dressed and headed to the door she looked at him and said, "Don't hate me, honey."
"Don't worry, Laura," he said, "I could never hate you. I'd really have to be looney to hate you. You gave me a good balling and I enjoyed it."
He left her, and went back home. When he got home, he wanted to get some sleep. He slipped in quietly and took off his clothes and slipped in nude into his bed. However, his mother was there waiting. She heard him walking in and she waited until he was in the bed alone. Then she slid in.
"Hi, honey," she said, "how are you?"
"Tired," he said.
"We're just like Adam and Eve aren't we?" she smiled. "I mean no clothes."
"Yes," he said, "but I'm tired. I don't want to play Adam and Eve tonight, mom."
"I do, darling," she said, "your father called and he is coming home tomorrow. So this is our last chance at a good balling for some time."
"That's good," he said quietly, "I was getting exhausted."
"This situation is becoming intolerable," she said, "you have no appreciation for me. All you want to do, son, is use me."
"Oh, mom," he complained, "you get me so disgusted."
"What do you think you do to me?" she sobbed.
"What do you want, mom?" he said disgustedly.
I want you to screw me," she said, "screw me real good. It will be our last fuck for some time."
"Mom," he said, "why don't you buy one of those vibrating machines. It would take care of you better than I could. It has all the power supply you need. And it's designed like a dick. All you do is plug it into a switch and turn it on and then you've got it."
"Are you suggestion I use one of those automatic dildo machines?" she said angrily.
"Yes," he said, "it would do you a lot of good."
"You're disgusting," she said, "talking to your own mother like that."
"Well, aren't you a little bit disgusting, talking to your own son about screwing?"
"I don't think so," she said, "we feel something fOr each other and I need it."
"Daddy will do it tomorrow night," he said, "he'll give you all the screwing you need."
That only brought on more sobbing.
"Now what are you crying about?" he demanded.
"I'll tell you," she said, "daddy is impotent. He hasn't been able to get it up for years."
"Oh, no," he said, "you mean I'm supposed to take care of you. Well, I just can't do it."
"Oh, yes, you can, dear," she begged, "you know how to give me a good balling. You know what I need."
"Sure I know what you need, mom," he said, "but I just don't want to do it. Don't you know that sex with your own mom is taboo."
"I know it is," she said, "and I don't like it."
"Well, if you don't like it then why do you expect me to do it?"
"I'll tell you," she said, "because you are my only outlet. I'm sorry."
"Alright, mom," he said, "maybe if you can suck it up there I can get some life back in it and I can shove it in your cunt. How does that grab you?"
"Beautiful, son," she said, "I sure could use a good fucking, I'll tell you that."
She threw back the bed covers and crawled into bed with him. She got down there between his legs. She pulled the limp cock to her mouth and let her tongue start licking. The moment that her tongue touched him he started to get harder.
"Oh, that feels so good," he said, "Oh, yes, mom, I just love that."
She worked her fingers effectively around his balls. He liked the way she let her tongue trail around a moment later. Soon, she bit with her teeth.
"Stop biting it, mom," he objected, "I don't need that."
She quit biting and started sucking. She enjoyed the scent of him. The smell of his body down there appealed to her. Then she played a bit roughly with his balls. Tugging at them.
"Oh, that feels good," he told her, "yes, real good."
He was getting more excited every second.
"Oh, mom," he panted, "you don't know how good that feels to me. Oh, yes. I like that. Oh, ah, yes, yes. That's really nice."
She had sucked it back to life now.
"Darling," she suggested, "how would it be if I straddle fucked you?"
"Straddle fucked?" he asked, "what's that, mom?"
"Well, I do all the work, honey," she said, "and you get all the pleasure. You see I throw my legs around your legs, and then I slide down on your prck. All at once you'll feel it rising higher and higher into my pussy. I'll really give it to you."
"Okay," he said, "if you want to do it, but I'm not going to put any work into it. You get it off."
"Cooperate with me, darling," she said, "you haven't got a nice attitude."
"Oh, yes, I have," he insisted.
She threw her legs over him and he gripped the tool in his hand and helped her.
"That's it," she said, "slide it in me."
He glided into her and once he was inside her cunt, she went to town.
"How do you like it?" she said, "I'm riding you, baby. Riding you good."
He loved it. He was amazed how effectively his mother could do it to him.
"Oh, sweetheart," he told her, "that feels so good. Oh yes, I dig that."
The pleasure was building now every second.
"Such a precious moment to me, darling," she said, "I've waited all night for you to come back. Where were you?"
"What's it to you?" he said, "can't I have any privacy?"
"You don't need to bite my head off, son," she said as she went on gliding up and down his rod.
"Oh, wow!" she said, as the waves of erotic delight swept over her as she continued pumping up and down on his cock.
"Oh," he gasped excitedly, "does that ever feel good. Oh, yes, yes!"
It wouldn't stop now every moment was becoming more enchanting.
"Fuck," he gasped excitedly, "fuck it. That's it. Grab it with your cunt. Oh, ah, yes, yes. I love it."
He did love it and she was enjoying giving it to him.
"Oh," he gasped excitedly, "fuck me, mom. Fuck me. That's the way I like it. Keep fucking. Faster. Ohh, ahh, yes yes!"
The pleasure was building every moment as she pumped up and down on his rod, he looked at her breasts. He played with them.
"What a pair of tits you've got," he told her, "Oh, yes, I love playing with them."
She was enjoying it now and so was he.
"Fuck me," she gasped excitedly, "fuck. Oh, yes. Give it to me. Fuck, baby, fuck."
The sensational screwing was building to a climax and every second he was becoming more excited.
"Ohh, ahh, yes, yes! That's wild. Oh, baby, I love that."
He was going out of his mind with dizzy delight now.
"Screw it," she said, "screw it baby. Oh, ah, yes, yes, that's what I need!"
Her hot tongue slid inside and the two of them locked in love. Their bodies were sweating and trembling as they went on pushing against each other.
"Keep it up," she said, "Oh, yes, keep it going. Fuck baby, fuck."
He rammed it in as far as he could get it and she loved it.
"Oh,, yes, honey, give me a good ass fucking."
Harder and harder his tool drove into her. Every second he was becoming more turned on and excited.
"That's it," he told her, "twist your ass, mom. Oh, I love it. Beautiful."
His fingers reached around for her breasts. Now he was really going to town.
"Screw me," she begged, "screw me."
Every second he got more excited.
"Oh, ah, yes, yes, baby, that's what I dig."
The hot activity was bringing her to a scorching climax. She loved the feel of his hands on her nipples. The nipples were becoming erect as the prick dug in there.
"Fuck," he gasped eagerly, "that's it, fuck me. Fuck, mom. Fuck."
The wild passionate pleasure they were giving each other was even surpassing that that he had a while back with Laura. It bothered him to think he enjoyed screwing mom more than anybody.
"Just you and me, baby," she said quickly, "that's all it takes. Just the two of us together and we can really turn on. Oh, darling, isn't this fantastic?"
Their continued activity was bringing him to a screeching climax. He knew that his juices would explode in her ass in a minute or two.
"Oh, honey," she said, "slow down. Make it last. Yes. Slow and steady. Oh, yes. Keep that cock going. Harder, honey. Faster!"
He was coming periliously close to climax. She could hardly stand it. Nor could he.
"Oh, fuck me," he begged, "fuck me mom. Oh, yes, twist your ass for me. That's good. Grab it with your ass muscles."
She gripped his tool tight in her ass, and he slammed it in. He felt the balls jiggling against her behind. Every second electrified him with waves of pleasure.
"Oh," he gasped eagerly, "I love it. Oh, baby, that's beautiful. Oh, ah, yes, yes!"
The pleasure was building to such a pitch that he could hardly stand it, nor could she.
"Oh," he gasped excitedly, "I made it."
The hot juices were streaming into her ass.
She twisted around as he finished it off.
When he finally did drag his prick out of her, it was dripping with cum.
"Oh, sweetheart," she said, "you can't imagine how much fun this has been to me. You really are a marvelous lover."
"I'm glad mom," he told her, "I'm glad I could please you. Now let me get some sleep."
Sleep wouldn't come for her. She had to talk.
"Son," she suggested, "couldn't you and I leave dad. Dad can't give me any good screws. Sure he pays the bills, but he'd have to pay the bills even if I divorced him. I would love to have us go away and have a new life."
"Where could we go?" he asked her.
"New York City," she said, "we could get lost there. People don't know their neighbors next door there. It would be wonderful, sweetheart. Oh, let's go to New York."
For a moment he thought about it. New York, Times Square, flashing lights. It did seem like a wonderful idea.
"Yes," he said, "that might be fun. But mom could we really run away from ourselves?"
"We never can run away from ourselves," she admitted, "but we could have a wonderful time with each other. And like I said people in New York are so impersonal. People next door don't even know each other. I had a friend, Lucille, who lived there years ago. She loved it. She said she could have all the lovers she wanted as long as she was discreet about it."
"A hooker, huh?" he asked.
"No, not a hooker," she said, "just a girl who liked to do a lot of living. She used to be my best girl friend."
"So you palled around with a real sweet girl who liked to play around a lot."
"Now, don't knock her," she said, "she is dead and gone years ago. Someone beat her to death in a hatchet murder. No doubt someone she picked up."
"What an awful end," he said, "why do you even bring her up?"
"Well, I was just thinking of New York and all," she said, "it certainly wasn't to cause you any pain dear."
"Well, I'm getting a pain in the ass, mom," he said, "I'm tired."
"Maybe, I should ball your ass, honey," she suggested slyly.
"Leave me alone, mom," he objected.
"Why not let me slam it in there a minute or two," she smiled.
"Oh, mom, No."
No matter how he objected, she still set about looking for the dildo and seconds later, she put it on. The flesh colored straps went well with her. And he looked and admired her.
"You look real nice mom. But I don't know if I want that big old dildo driving in my ass or not."
"Why don't you do this dear," she suggested with a sly smile, "I'll lie down on the bed. Then, you can slide your ass down over the dildo. You can get it in there just as it's comfortable for you. I won't be forcing anything into you or on you."
"Alright," he agreed, "that might be fun."
He picked up the butter and peeled back the wrapper and used some of the butter to grease the dildo. Now he straddled her.
"Slide," she smiled, "slide down darling."
He slid down and he got it up his ass-hole.
"That's what you call giving someone the shaft," she laughed.
"I know mom," he said, "now fuck and I'll pump my meat."
Sure enough as she fucked this way he got a big hard on.
"Isn't this fun, honey," she said, "just doing what comes naturally."
"Some people might say it was a little unnatural."
"Who are they?" she said, "the normal people who have killed over 50 million peoples in wars in the last 50 years."
"Look, mom," he said, "I don't want to debate you about how many people got killed in which war. I just want to get my rocks off. Okay?"
"Okay, son," she said with a smile, "fuck away."
He was getting pretty good at it even though his ass muscles felt a little bit sore with that dildo. Nevertheless, the butter helped a lot.
"Oh, fuck it," he gasped excitedly, "fuck me mom. Fuck me. Oh, yes. That's beautiful. Keep fucking. Faster, like that!"
The pleasure was building now and he was enjoying it.
"Do it," she begged him, "do it, baby. Do it."
Faster and faster she rode into him. And it was becoming more exciting for him every second.
"Oh," she gasped excitedly, "that is wild, baby. Yes, yes. I love it."
The pleasure built and every second he enjoyed it more. His hand was pumping on his prick and he knew he would make it soon.
"Pull it faster," she urged.
Suddenly, the sperm exploded in his hand. With the shaft going in his ass and his own hand bringing himself to climax, he was indeed in a state of sexual ecstasy.
"That was quite a fuck off," he told her. "I enjoyed it."
"So did I darling," she said, "how many moms can make their sons that happy?"
It was a curious question, one that he didn't care to answer. He was a little too embarrassed, as he slid off the dildo.