Her hands pushed as if to fend him off but there was no strength in them and although she shook her head negatively and whined when his hands began playing over her body, Marsha was fully aroused within seconds, putty in the hands of the knowledgeable boy. The robe fell and the panting naked woman was his for the taking.A single swipe at the table and eggs, bacon, milk, coffee, silverware and plates were dashed to the floor. Marsha lay on her back, spreading herself for him. As Chris approached she guided his erect and throbbing lance into her steaming nest where he thrusted powerfully, her breasts undulating back and forth with each jackhammer penetration.Their orgasms were simultaneous, mother and son shrieking and grunting in unison."Again, Honey. Please! Again!" she cried.He picked her up in his arms and carried her to the bedroom from which they did not emerge until late afternoon. Chris dressed and met a friend who drove them to the mall where Chris spent his meager allowance. She stood back and studied him. He was a few years older than his picture…fleshed out some…maybe thirty pounds more than the driver’s license showed… and he wasn’t quite as cute. Still he wasn’t at all bad looking and his manhood was certainly everything she could want. It looked like he might have a cute butt still…although she couldn’t be sure since he’d been on his back since she’d arrived. He wasn’t aroused…but she could fix that. She walked to the head of the bed and leaned over and kissed him. It was sweet…still fresh from brushing his teeth. She teased his ear with her tongue and kissed his neck. He was aroused now… and still asleep. She was nude, too and bent over his face with a breast. She teased his lips with a nipple and was thrilled when…in his sleep… he took it in and began suckling. She had sensitive breasts and a man’s mouth could make her climax if he worked at it. He was working. She straightened and moved the other breast to a bound hand…and the fingers and thumb.
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