Your Son Looks at Me a Lot

[I had never seen anything so big, fat, and veiny. My love, forgive me, I couldn't help myself]

"Tell me again... in detail" Matthew growled as Mary slid between his legs, her hot breath brushing against the tip of his already throbbing cock.

Mary licked her lips and looked at him with that impaled slut look that drove him so crazy.

"I knelt in front of him and my fingers wrapped around the base of his cock, squeezing hard enough to make him moan. Then, when that huge cock hit my face, I knew I couldn't resist. I told him that if that's what he wanted, it would be my way, and to stop insulting me, that I would only do it for the first and last time. "

Leaning over, she copied every movement like a whore in a trance:

"I kissed him here..." Her tongue brushed Matthew's frenulum with a wet smack.

"Then I licked it all... slowly..." --The tip of her tongue traced every vein while her hand pumped the base.

"And when I put it in..." --In one stroke, she took it all in, swallowing it deep and deliberately choking with her nose buried in his pubis.

Matthew growled, his hands tangled in her hair to push her deeper.

"And then?" he gasped.

Mary pulled away with an obscene pop, her mouth glistening with saliva.

"I sucked it a lot... until his veiny cock exploded." She didn't take her eyes off his as she repeated the movement, now with Matthew's cock, faster and dirtier.

"Aghhh... And you swallowed it all?"

"I didn't want to, I was sure he had a lot of cum and it could drown me. Maybe he noticed my insecurity and warned me: "Bitch, slut, you're going to swallow all my cum and if you spill a single drop, you'll know what I'm capable of."... I was scared, love. His cock is very thick, there wouldn't be room for his cum in my mouth. I told him it was impossible for a mother to swallow her son's cum. And he replied that it didn't matter, because I wasn't a mother, but a street whore. I was offended and bit his dick. Then I pulled away a little and told him that if he kept insulting me, I wouldn't swallow his cum. And he didn't care! He kept saying dirty things to me. It was impossible to talk with all that filling my mouth. He pressed my head against his penis. My throat was being touched by that hot thing. "

"And then what happened? Did he come like that? Did he thrust it all the way in? Could you breathe? How were you sucking him off?"

"Just like I'm doing now" Mary stammered, barely able to make herself understood.

That was too much for Matthew. He came in his wife's mouth, and she swallowed as his cock shot its load, never taking her eyes off him. Matthew enjoyed his intense, overwhelming orgasm, imagining the scene of Mary swallowing Paul's cum while he moaned.

After drinking all the semen with relish, Mary continued to suck his cock a little more, licking it in search of any trace of the rich milk. He looked at her, almost drooling.

"I can't believe you swallowed his cum... You're a degenerate, hehehe."

"I didn't! His insults made me feel worth less than a cheap whore. Just when I noticed his cock swelling from ejaculation, I took his cock out of my mouth. You should have seen how much cum he shot. It was impressive. Instinctively, I grabbed his cock and turned it the other way. Only the last spurt landed here, near my upper lip. He got angry, insulted me more, and said I would regret wasting his cum. He grabbed my chin and threateningly told me that if I didn't swallow those drops on my face, I would be in big trouble. "

"Damn it! What happened?"

"Nothing, honey, I was scared, I just let the drops slide down on their own. He stared intently into my eyes. I just opened my lips a little to let that milk in. Your bastard son made me taste his semen! And not only that, he told me to swallow it and then forced me to open my mouth to show him that I had done exactly what he ordered. "

"Damn, Mary. You've made me so hot. Ugh, that was fantastic. Now tell me what really happened."

"It happened just as I told you."

"Ha, ha, ha. Come on."

"You don't believe me?"

"No."

Matthew thought it was all just a way to turn him on. A fantasy like the ones from the previous days.

Mary took off her robe. She was completely naked underneath. Matthew looked at her.

"Hehe, I bet you got naked before you came."

She lay down on the bed. She spread her legs, brought her hands to her sex, and opened it.

"Is this a lie too?"

Matthew looked at his wife's pussy. It was wet, red, and swollen. A fluid glistened in her vagina. It was a whitish discharge. A mixture of her juices and... Paul's semen.

"Look how your son's cum is dripping out of me."

"But... what? He really fucked you."

"Ummmmmm."

She rubbed a finger on her queen of holes and showed it stained with semen. She put it in her mouth and sucked it.

"How delicious, my love. My boy's milk."

She rubbed her fingers again, which became stained once more. She offered it to Matthew.

"Would you like to try it?"

He looked at her incredulously, his mouth agape. And before he knew it, he had his finger in his mouth, sucking on it. Mary was also surprised that Matthew did that.

"There's some more here..."

She didn't have to repeat herself. Matthew lay down between her legs and started eating her pussy. Her tasty vagina was full of her son's cum. Mary pressed his head against her vagina.

"Aaahhh, yes, my love. Eat me... Swallow your son's cum, like I did..."

"Yes, I'll clean you up, but tell me everything. Tell me how you got cum in your pussy."

While Matthew ate down there, Mary told him how Paul had cum on her.

"After I swallowed the trickle that was dripping out, he forced me to keep sucking his cock, he forced me to clean it just like I did with you. It was still hard, my love, really! Very hard. Then he pounced on me and kissed me, and said I was going to regret despising his milk. His lips burned me and my whole body trembled. Then He started to undress me and then caressed my tits. I wanted to run away, love. I thought that after he came he would leave me alone. But it was worse.

"Worse? What could be worse than forcing you to suck him off and then make you swallow his semen?"

Matthew wouldn't stop licking. His cock was getting hard again and pressing against the bed. He was moving. It was as if he were fucking the mattress while eating that tasty pussy.

"I don't have any pajamas because he tore them off me. He ripped them off and dove for my tits. He rubbed them, grabbed them with his hands, and then... ummmm... he sucked them. All of them. And he bit my nipples. Hard. He was like he was possessed. Look at the bruises he gave me."

Matthew inserted two fingers deep into Mary's vagina, then pulled them out and sucked on them. He caught her clitoris between his lips and sucked on it. Mary pressed his head against her and rubbed her lips all over his face.

"Finally, he had me completely naked. He caressed my vagina. My love... As soon as I felt your son touching me down there. I couldn't take it anymore and fell back onto the bed. I lay on my back and he continued on top of me. I held on to him tightly and bit his shoulder so I wouldn't scream. He rubbed and rubbed me. Do you know what he did? "

"No, what did he do?" replied the licker, lifting his shiny face for the second time.

"He showed me his hand, covered in my juices, put it in his mouth, and sucked his fingers, licking them. He said, 'Mmm, mommy, you're so delicious. I'll never get tired of eating your pussy.'"

"Did he eat you?"

"No, right away... He laid me down on the bed, spread my legs, and..."

"And then?"

"He stuck three fingers deep inside me. I've never felt so full, my love. I think I've fallen in love with his fingers. With his other hand, he rubbed my clit."

Matthew listened to the story of the superb beating Paul gave his mother. How he thrust his fingers in and out of her, all the way in. How he sucked and squeezed her tits. How he kissed her passionately, seeking her tongue, never stopping for a moment to fondle her lustfully.

"Then he did something nasty to me."

"Did he hit you? Did he hurt you?"

"No, love, he spoke nastily to me again. He said, 'Come on, slut, now open your slit with your own hands. I want to see that burning hole. I'm going to stick my tongue in you until you're dry. Show me what a whore you are.'"

"And what did you do, love?"

"I had no choice. I had to open myself up... I wanted him to stop talking to me like that. Look, this is how I opened myself up."

Mary lifted her legs without bending them and then spread them as wide as she could. Immediately afterwards, she used her hands to stretch the skin around her wet vagina. Matthew moved a little closer and, at the same time, felt a hand pulling him strongly. His mouth crashed into the hot slit.

"What...?" Gulp! What else was he saying to you?"

"He was whispering things to me: 'Do you like my tongue, mommy? Do you like how your son sucks you, you little slut?"

"And what did you say to him?"

"I begged him to stop, not to treat me like a whore. I begged him not to talk to me like that. Not to stick his tongue inside me. Not to force me to spread my legs. And I asked him please not to make me come, because that tongue was sucking a mother's vagina. But he didn't listen to me, and then what I told you happened. "

"Did he stick his dick in you?"

"He stopped sucking me, stood up, and told me to open my vagina wider. He grabbed his dick tightly and started masturbating. Honey, can you believe it, right there in front of me. I just wanted it all to end. He hadn't even lost his erection from the previous ejaculation, it was still so hard...And it seemed like he read my mind. He started to bellow like a bull; I knew for sure he was about to come. He brought his throbbing dick close to my vagina; I was really scared, I thought he was going to stick it in me. I was defenseless with my legs and vagina open. I just stared at his dick, watching for any movement. I could only beg him:

"No, son, not that... Don't put your cock in, I'm your mother. Please, I won't waste your cum anymore, but not that. Please forgive me."

"I told you you'd regret it. I'm going to destroy your cunt, I'm going to fill it with my spunk, and you're going to spend days remembering your sin."

"No, son, please, anything you want except that. If you want, stick your dick in my mouth and I'll swallow all your cum without wasting a drop, but please don't stick it in my vagina."

"Listen carefully, whore: I'm going to stick this hot iron in your pussy and fill you with cum... unless you confess that you're a cheap whore."

"Yes, son, I'm a whore, a cheap whore. Look how I open up, I open up because I'm a whore, your whore."

And suddenly, streams of milk started coming out.

"Did he cum a lot? What did you do?"

"Yes, a lot again. I didn't do anything, I just opened my vagina wider, I wanted it all to end. Look, come here, come closer and put your dick at the entrance. That's how he was. He was masturbating in front of me, his penis just inches from my vagina."

"But did you open your vagina more? You knew he was about to come and... you opened your vagina more???"

"Yes... I didn't want him to get angry again for wasting his cum, he had warned me. That was the only way he would leave me alone. Agh...! No, love, forgive me, I don't remember why I opened myself more... aghhhh Look, this is how I opened myself... Ah... Ah...

Remembering everything and with Matthew's cock very close to her pussy Mary began to shake and spasm. Matthew noticed and said.

"Do you want us to orgasm at the same time? Mommy..."

"No... don't talk to me like that... please."

"Let's go mom, let's do it... I know you almost do. Let your child bathe you with milk."

She exploded in an intense orgasm that forced her to arch her back on the bed and remain breathless for a few seconds. The images of the streams of cum shooting out of her son's cock were enough to send Mary into a powerful orgasm.

In her mind, she relived the pleasure she had felt when Paul's cock had exploded in front of her, leaving her with an incestuous shower of semen. Matthew, who couldn't take it anymore either, threw himself on top of her and thrust his hard cock into her throbbing pussy. He came instantly.

Minutes later, the two of them were lying on their backs on the bed. They said nothing. Matthew reached out and took Mary's hand. They held each other tightly.

"Fuck," said Matthew.

"Ugh," replied Mary.

To be continued.

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