Baby, don’t cry!” On cue, I burst into real tears, went to my knees and hugged her. Milf sex Now, mom has a key to my place and sometimes she lets herself in to surprise her divorced son with a dinner, which I always was grateful for; though I would have eaten another sort of ‘dish’ of my mother’s if my fantasies ever came true. Mom made no objection to this and I could feel her nipples harden beneath the blouse and bra. “It’s not coincidence that I came to enjoy mother/son incest stories too. Why not have some fun right here, right now, with me?”
“God! . I waited until she reached the part where the mother is discovered sleeping. Please!”
“Maybe you would have the strength, the control, to only put it in once, but I don’t think that I could stop you if you got that far, so going that far is out of the question.” My fingers were still ravishing in and out of mother’s slick snatch.
