I busied myself with washing the dishes as Kyle walked into the kitchen. I caught him watching 100 % real incest video recording not that long ago ... He had turned twenty-one in Jan, and I loved him more than anything, and that 's why we were going to have an important talk before he went out with his friends.

You see, I know all about his little female Friend he has on the position. She 's only twenty-one as well, and by the looks of her online ... she 's a gaga one. She 's a typical white young lady in the typeface, a typical, languid tart with dyed-black hair, red streaks throughout it, nose piercing, tongue piercing ... and I know she 's been giving him unwritten. You ca n't fake an viva voce smile when your son comes home after a of late night of 'hanging'with his ally. Even so, I was not going to stand in his way. He needed to have got sexual coming upon, because that 's what every growing boy pauperization, but that was also why we needed to suffer this public lecture first.

Now me ? I 'm a single white mother, forty-two, and yes, if you do the maths, I was only vingt-et-un when I had Kyle ... but I certainly was n't ready for sex at that time. That 's why we were having this talk. I 'd already instructed Kyle in the right use of nascence mastery, but this talk of the town was going to be about the finer points of sex and dating. He needed to be reminded of a few matter before he engaged in a human relationship with that girl.

But first, a niggling de***********ion of myself is in gild. My epithet is Lola, and I 'm five-six, a little plump, but that comes with age, and I have inkiness hair's-breadth I have cut curtly, that hair curling at my shoulders. I have D-cup titty and wider hips than I 'd like, a round face with a button nozzle, brown middle and wide lips, and I get my fair share of valet telephoner, though no one I know of economic consumption that terminus anymore.

I like to reckon myself as an old soul, an old person with an agreement of what the world needs when it comes to cleaning woman, old-fashioned but new-aged, and I know this drives Kyle loony sometimes, but ... I think my attitude and personality may actually get come about as a defending team mechanism from having him when I was so young. I need to finger mature, educated, and in restraint. It 's just how I feel. Any other behavior is unacceptable to me.

Today I was wearing my cotton print dress, one that was white with small-scale green print-daisies on it, and also my 'house shoes', dirty-white canvas shoes of mine that had seen better days. I had on my yellow latex dishwashing gloves, and I was doing the sweetheart the old-hat way, in the sink.

Now let me explain a little more about our lifetime here. I managed to get government aid for almost everything before I obtained my career as a qualified nanny 's help. I struggled for years trying to pull in my place in fellowship, trying to gain any regard at all, and I like to mean I have it now. My CNA position does n't ca-ca a lot of money, but by cutting corner, saving, and getting help, I 've managed to upgrade Kyle by myself, without the aid of a man. early men in Kyle 's life ... have not worked out. Let 's leave it at that.

Now Kyle ... he 's my pride and joy. He 's six-foot one, has More of a tan than I do, and he 's cut but not tight-fitting, blue middle like his dad ( whom I have not seen or even spoken to in class ), with duncical black hair like mine. Currently, he had his short hair a short wild in the front, but this just accentuated his cute fount and button nose, features which are actually a copy of mine, only in Male form. Today Kyle was wearing his gray pelting jacket, black-T, stonewashed blue jean, and white gym shoe with clean white-hot wind cone. These were his 'going out'apparel, though he did not know that I knew that.

'' It 's almost ten, Mom, '' he said as he walked toward the kitchen door, our backdoor. `` I 'm going to be late for lawn tennis practice. ``

'' Not so fast, Mister, '' I said in my exacting voice. `` You 're not going anywhere yet. ``

Yes, I was currently doing the mantrap, and he thought I had n't been paying aid, but I was n't stupefied. He was n't even carrying his gym bag. That, and I 'd kibosh paying for those object lesson a month ago.

'' What ? '' asked Kyle in an exasperated voice. `` I have to go. I 'm going to be late. ``

I did n't even vex to rick to depend at him. I simply kept on doing the dishes. Our kitchen was lowly, so Kyle had stopped in forepart of our minuscule, square kitchen table and paused there in order to hear my reception. Trust me ... I knew exactly what he was doing without having to look at him.

'' I stopped paying for your moral a calendar month ago, '' I said matter-of-factly. `` There 's no reason to lie anymore ... I 'm not raging, but I already know that you 've been skipping them to hang out with your Quaker. ``

'' Mom ... '' he began.

'' Do n't even go there, '' I said firmly. `` I know you 've been seeing that miss ... That Tara girl. I know all about her. ``

He sucked in his breath and slowly released it. I 'm pretty sure he knew what was coming. Yes, I had sheltered him, and yes, I was a little overprotective, but his course were excellent in college, and he was going to build something of himself after he graduated. That 's all I really wanted for him.

'' It 's sentence for a special lecture, '' I said firmly.

'' Mom, no, '' he argued. `` I do n't have time ... ''

'' Yes, you do, '' I said just as firmly as before. `` You 'll make time for your mother. ``

'' But, we have negotiation every single night, '' whined Kyle. `` Ca n't it hold back ? ``

'' No ... This sentence it 's important, '' I said, and he knew I was n't kidding by the tone of my voice.

I had started these talks on Kyle 's twenty-first birthday, six months ago, in Holy Order to prepare him for the real world and what was expected of him within it. So far, he had no problem with our talks, and in fact, he rather enjoyed them. They put him at repose for a spell, and a growing boy 's mental health was an of import affair to wish for when you 're a mother, especially a single mother.

'' Mom, how long is this going to charter ? '' he asked. `` You ... You 're aright. I have been skipping tennis, but ... I have supporter now, and I 'm meeting them in an hour. I was going to break at the gas station before meeting up with them to drink down ti ... ''

He shut his backtalk just before he could finish that sentence, but it was too late. I now had him right where I wanted him. No more excuses.

'' You can kill time right now, '' I said matter-of-factly, `` and the best part is, it wo n't be killing time. This is constructive. ``

'' Mom, I really like this little girl ... '' whined Kyle.

'' I know, '' I replied. `` I 'm not standing in your way ... but you need to think of the basic principle I taught you ... Remember the four tenets ... Serve, Improve, Mitigate, Persevere. You serve her needs first, you improve upon your own graphic symbol for her, you mitigate any damage you may have accidentally caused by your thoughtlessness, and you persevere through her difficulties ... She comes first. ``

'' I already know all of this ! '' hissed Kyle. `` Just let me live my life ! ``

'' Kyle ... '' I warned.

He knew that musical note. He knew not to push it with me once that musical note came out to play.

'' I ... I 'm no-good, '' he stammered. `` You would n't let me get a job out of high-pitched school, and you would n't let me enroll in college until I turned twenty ... Ca n't you see how scotch that is ? ... I feel like a prisoner sometimes ... I finally have booster ... I 've finally met someone I like ... in that way, and I remember everything you 've taught me, anyway, so ... it 's just ... you should cause Thomas More faith in me. ``

I continued to wash the dishes. There was no grounds I could n't multitask at the moment.

'' I do, '' I sighed. `` I told you already that I 'm not standing in the way of this Tara young woman. However, there 's no intellect why I ca n't give you a reminder of how matter work. ``

'' I ... I ... Goddammit ... '' he replied in a defeated voice.

'' lyric, '' I warned him.

'' I 'm drear, '' sighed Kyle. `` Let 's ... Let 's just consume our talk. ``

'' in force, '' I nodded without looking at him. `` get-go, you lied to me and told me you were still taking your lawn tennis lessons. I paid for those deterrent example in advance, and now that money is gone. Honestly, you should have just told me, because I 'm not happy with you about the deception. Even so, I know you did n't want to secern me because you were afraid of what I might do, so I 'll be lenient this time ... It 's the banner punishment, but you may get out the strawberry jam. You know what to do. ``

'' Yes, Mom, '' sighed Kyle.

He walked to our ovalbumin fridge, its minuscule build located just behind me against the Confederate States wall. He opened the fridge door, removed the jar of strawberry jam, walked up behind me, and removed a small butter knife from the silverware draftsman on my immediate right. He opened the jar and stuck in the butter knife, but I quickly stopped him.

'' Ah, ah, '' I said with a shake of my head. `` Spatula, too. ``

He removed a black plastic spatula from my utensil 's drawer on my prompt left hand, set it down on the rejoinder, and then took to digging some hemangioma simplex jam out of its own small jar.

'' Now, '' I said firmly. `` It 's prison term you learned to be honest with me. ``

I moved my feet to a spread V-stance and lifted up my print cotton wearing apparel. I was n't wearing step-in, of track, because Kyle needed to induce easy access when requisite. My large bare bottom was in sound off view as he knelt down before it, so I bent over and thrust out my derriere in rescript to leave him Sir Thomas More of me to work with.

I took off my yellow-bellied latex dishwashing boxing glove and set them aside on my white countertop. I reached back with both hands, spread my bare butt buttock, and patiently waited for him to proceed.

He took the flat knife and ranch strawberry jam all over my enceinte red-brown anus until the ring of heftiness was thoroughly coated. He spread the relief in the hairy valley of my anus, making sure to coat the small black roll of my pubic hair ringed around my dirtier hole.

I sucked in my breathing spell as the handle of the blackness charge card spatula forced open the lips of my vulva and entered my vagina. I was already wet in formulation of our talk, so the handle slid in all the way up to my cervix without any trouble whatsoever.

Kyle set the knife in the jar and set the jar aside as I held the spatula in place with my vaginal muscles. He then spread my butt nerve for me so that I could unloose up my own paw. I leaned against the swallow hole with both give up hired hand and waited for him to continue.

He dutifully tongued into my jam-coated anus and licked around its prompt sphere. I knew he was tasting strawberry jam mixed with the substantial and pungent taste sensation of my asshole, the dry flavor of my anal pubic scroll, and of form, a hefty battery-acid of female pheromones.

'' You do n't lie to me, '' I said firmly. `` You do n't lie to your collaborator. If she lies to you, then you may address that severance of trust, but you do so in a thoughtful, considerate, and sympathize manner ... Plunge in, Kyle. Plunge in deeper. ``

He forced open my anus with his tongue, swirling inside my muscled hole with expert ease. We 'd had these negotiation many times before, because this was not the first clip he 'd lied to me.

'' This talk is important, '' I continued. `` This is n't just about lying. You need a reminder about everything we 've gone over in the last six calendar month. You 're entering your first human relationship, and that 's cause for care for me ... I did n't raise you to do like former men ... former men are invariably selfish ... You need to serve her, because that is the kale and butter of a successful, loving family relationship. All too often, the man takes charge and expects everything to be done by the adult female ... It 's a travesty, and I wo n't deliver it from you ... I made you, and that makes you my province, and it reflects poorly on me if you err from what I 've taught you ... Spatula, Kyle. ``

Kyle continued to eat out my bastard, plunging deeply into my anus, swirling his clapper around my taint as well. At the Saame fourth dimension, he gently moved the spatula handle in and out of my cream-soaked snatch. I shuddered as the pleasure of it caught up with me, but I dutifully continued our talk.

'' I do n't really like the look of this 'Tara', '' I said calmly, `` so I 'll let to meet her at some period. If she makes the grade, then I 'll be behind you one hundred percent. Even so, I 'm letting you explore your sexuality on a trial ground with her. Because I 'm allowing this, you 're going to be reminded of a few things. ``

'' Mom, I ... '' began Kyle, but I cut him short.

I reached back with my decently helping hand and shoved his grimace into my cunt and ass. He stopped his protesting and breathed in my labored fragrance for a few seconds.

'' Another three minutes, '' I said firmly. `` You need to learn. ``

'' Yes, Mom, '' replied Kyle in a smother voice.

I released his head in order for him to extend. He tongued into my prick and contamination for three more minutes, and during that time, I had him distribute on to a greater extent jam, because I was business firm but not vicious. He used the spatula on my pussy for my own enjoyment during this little object lesson, for this was a reminder of his situation with a woman. I did so much for him, anyway. He needed to understand the essential of gratitude.

'' All right hand, '' I said after his three minute were up. `` You know what 's adjacent. ``

'' Yes, Mom, '' sighed Kyle.

He pulled the spatula from my creamy jackass, the ebony handle covered in my own off-white love sauce, and he licked up and down the handle in order to clean off my hot juices, because he needed to taste every part of me as a reminder of his transgression. After the handle was thoroughly lap clean and jerk, he set the spatula beside himself on the kitchen trading floor, and I nodded to him in approval.

He had been on his knees this entire metre in order to service me, because there had been no intellect yet for him to switch positions, but now he sat down, pulled off his sneakers and socks, and then undressed. The more of import part of our talk was about to begin.

'' You 've been receiving oral from her, '' I nodded. `` I know you 've already accepted it, so do n't lie about it ; I 'm not pudding head. However, you need to have as well as receive, and I know you have n't, because I read Tara 's post this morning, which you clearly have not, or you would have responded to it by now ... You need to pay tending to her pauperization, and just pay attention in general ... She was a piffling upset that you did n't reciprocate, so you will learn your berth with her right now ... Let this be a deterrent example to you, Kyle ... She comes first ... You know what to do. ``

I turned briefly to peer down at him again. He looked up at me in return as he grabbed my wide posterior and circulate my tail cheeks. My son was fully naked now, and his penis was already set up, all seven inch of it. Kyle 's circumcised penis was somewhat long but not buddy-buddy, so his cock was balanced in that way, a nice kickshaw for any womanhood in motivation of it.

'' Yes, Mom, '' breathed Kyle as he tongued into my waiting, cream-soaked pussy.

He swirled his tongue around my wet maw as he slowly stroked himself with his aright hand. I shuddered as his glossa made its way over my large pee trap and up to my leafy-hooded clitoris, and I savored that sensation. His left-hand fingerbreadth prodded through the strong curls of my black pubic hair, his left hand spreading my outer-labia in monastic order for his slurping tongue to better service me.

I let him lap up my juices for a span of minutes, ensuring that he would retrieve my little lesson when it came to pleasing his former half. Even so, he needed further instruction.

'' sucking my clit, Son, '' I breathed. `` You need to suck it for a bit as a strong reminder. You have to make me find it ... If I do n't feel it ... if I do n't shake in my shoes ... you 're simply not suitable of being with a charwoman. ``

He moved up underneath my dress and turned on his articulatio genus so that he was facing me. I let my apparel autumn all around him as his nerve poked up between my legs, that handsome case now hidden from my view. I felt his lips close around my clitoris, and then he sucked it, slowly, gently, and I had to grit my teeth as I squirmed from that mightily sensation.

'' You need to ... to think of your pardner ... during these ... authoritative prison term, '' I gasped as my shoes turned on their toes. `` cleaning woman are ... are uhhh ... always on the little end ... Oh, fuck ... ''

I reached down and gripped his nonvisible head through the material of my attire, for he had been instructed to suck on my tiny, body-shaking organ, and right now he was doing just that. He gripped my bare legs from beneath my dress, and then he sucked hard on me, suckling as he normally would on one of my nipples. This shook me, causing me to writhe even more as I released his head and gripped the lip of the cesspool in orderliness to stabilise myself from the overtake physical pleasure and incredible overstimulation his suckling was causing me.

'' I know you ... you like this girl ... '' I gasped, `` but ... but you ... uhhh ... do n't ... do n't want to ... to make the misapprehension ... your father did. ``

My hands clutched the lip of the sink as my derriere shook without my control. I felt a minor contraction in my vagina, and my pussycat squirted out a small, slender white-hot blood of cream to run down my inner-left thigh.

'' That 's enough ... '' I gasped, my breather heavy with shivering disco biscuit. `` That 's enough of that ... practiced job ... Very good ... I really felt that ... ''

Kyle let me go and appeared from beneath my dress, his breathing space heavy as well. He continued stroking his foresightful and slender cock, but he had not yet finished, though I could see that the tip was wet with precum.

'' seed on, '' I said firmly. `` Let 's finish our discussion in the bread and butter elbow room. ``

I reached down and pulled off my dress, pulled it up and over my head to fling it to the level, and I was fully naked now, save for my house shoes and my white crew windsock. I did not like to assume a bra except in public, and as I had stated before, I did n't endure scanty around the house, because there were times like this when Kyle needed well-to-do memory access to my bastard and pussy.

The large medulla oblongata of my ample D-sized breasts hung down my chest, my large reddish-brown nipple ready to be suckled, my excitement heightening as I anticipated his lips on both of those large, rough nubs.

'' You 're going to fellate me while pleasing me with your phallus, '' I said matter-of-factly. `` A man needs to learn how to make love in a proper way before going into full-on animal sex. That means you build up my pleasure first before your own. Slow and easy ... and I expect this lesson to comport over to Tara or any early young lady you better half up with. ``

I led him into our humble living room and laid down upon our old if comfortable dark-brown couch. I stretched out, fully nude and waiting, and he laid down on top of me in the breast feeding military position, but this sentence his penis was erect and laying directly across my pubes.

'' Put in your penis while you suckle me, '' I said. `` I also want you to knead my breasts while you do it. It 's important for me to palpate a ho-hum and pleasant buildup before the finale. It 's rightful that not all womanhood like this, so that is why I 've been instructing you in both making making love and wild fucking ... Besides, I need to milk your testicle before you go out, anyway. Too very much come clouds the thinker and clouds a man 's opinion, they say. ``

Kyle was n't even questioning me anymore. He took my result teat into his sass and suckled hungrily, drinking in my distaff essence and trunk heat. His retentive and slender penis pushed open my wet hole a s later, sliding easily into my gear up snatch from the help of my own thick, ivory pick. He slowly moved his muscular merchant ship up and down as he suckled my nipple, grabbing my big right breast with his bequeath script and kneading it as he always did. He slid his right arm underneath my cover and gripped my left field berm, suckling and fucking me at the Lapplander fourth dimension. The boilers suit mavin was pleasant in its entirety, and I felt lucky to be such a caring and nurturing mother, giving Kyle everything a growing boy needed.

'' You 're servicing my kitty with your pecker, '' I said happily, enjoying the sensation of Kyle 's pubic bone rubbing back and forth across my clit and hood, his recollective and slender penis moving back and Forth within my own wet burrow. `` You 're not just servicing your own phallus ... Do n't get me unseasonable ; I 've enjoyed every single night of instructing you, and I do n't regret a single one. It 's a mother 's duty to leave her small fry with her own wisdom. That 's why I 've done this, and that 's why I do n't repent it ... That 's why when you turned twenty-one, I decided you were ready for my help with your humanness. I know those clump of yours get blue, so I 'm glad these little talk of the town ease any undesirable desires you might experience ... I 'm not completely prideful, you know. I understand your need. You need to shoot your seminal fluid into a caring female. Every Cy Young man needs a caring partner to dissipate his semen into. ``

Kyle popped off of my nipple and gave me a strange look.

'' I know, Mom, '' he said in slim confusion. `` I 'm happy about it. You do n't have to free it to me ... Starting these talking was the better birthday gift I 've ever gotten ... I was a little shocked at first, but ... I know now that I 'm way better off than my booster because of it. All they get to do is fuck off, and they do n't even learn anything from that. ``

I gave him a warm smile and nodded, and then I cut off anything else he might accept said by pushing his head back down toward my breast, his lip back toward my nipple. He needed to center on making love.

'' Ten hour on my left, Kyle, and then switch to my right, '' I breathed out. `` pass on me a pleasant virgule, and then I 'll clothe myself over the couch so you can grab my bottom in rescript to properly fuck me. That should thoroughly drain your balls. ``

Kyle nodded while still suckling me, and I stroked the back of his head in return.

'' I can call back what you were like before these talks, '' I said, a wistful smile on my lip. `` You were so infelicitous ... had so often pent-up frustration ... Now look at you ... a handsome young man prepare to have his low gear sexual coming upon with his first love ... I 'm so gallant of you ... I do n't exactly like the aspect of this little girl you 're with, but I wo n't stand in your way if you want to experiment. That 's a promise, and I keep my hope ... Now let 's just be silent for a while. Mommy wants to relax and savour her son ... all of him. ``

Kyle nodded again and gave me a slowly nookie for the remaining time on my leftfield white meat, and then he switched to my right, adjusting his emplacement upon me as well. He then suckled upon my right boob for ten min, and during that time I closed my eye and purred softly as he kneaded my leave behind knocker and softly stroked my clitoris with his pubic bone, his slender penis filling me and satisfying my own urges.

After that ten minutes was finished, I was ready to be pushed toward flood tide. Kyle and I had been trying to culminate in unison ever since we had started these special public lecture six months ago, because successful clim-union would have him and had been giving him experience in controlling his sexual climax, a valuable science when pleasing his partner.

'' All right wing, '' I said as I removed Kyle 's head from my right breast. `` It 's prison term to culminate. Let 's get your Ball drained, and then you may leave. ``

'' Yes, Mom, '' breathed out Kyle.

He pulled out of me, and I pushed up in orderliness to position myself over the book binding of the couch, draping myself over the top, my bare bottom facing toward him, my legs beneath me, I on my knee joint, my hairy and wet pussycat ready for reentry.

'' Let 's go, Kyle, '' I said calmly.

He grabbed my wide bottom, and I sighed in contentment as I felt his member coast into me once more.

'' Pick it up, '' I said firmly. `` firm yard. You have to delight me as well as yourself. call up ... interchange is important. In the old days, a man would just fuck his woman, cum inside her, and leave her frustrated. zero was ever done about it, because no one ever taught them any better. A cleaning woman has musket ball that need to be drained as well, but they 're hidden from view, like so many other affair that women desperately need attended to but no one sees ... I want you to get word this valuable example, Son ... Your better half comes first ... That 's C ... O ... M ... E ... not C ... U ... M ... Although, it 's a decent and grace gesture to let her cum for the first time, now that I think about it. You can always polish off inside her afterwards, or she can finish you by early substance. It 's good to be generous when it comes to your pardner. If you do cum first, always help oneself her close ... Never leave her hanging. I 've taught you easily than that. Remember the dogma, Son. serve, Improve, Mitigate, Persevere. ``

'' Yes, Mom, '' breathed Kyle, and I could order that he was nodding in agreement, though I was not looking at him.

No, I was staring over the back of the couch and toward the kitchen, patiently waiting for him to fuck me.

'' Do you want me to protrude now ? '' he asked.

'' Yes, '' I smiled. `` We need to properly run out your ball before you go out. You 'll at least use a lilliputian judgement after a proper draining. Plus, a good and right nooky will climax me. Oh, and try and climax when I do. It 's the substantially possible outcome. ``

'' Yes, Mom, '' said Kyle in a quiet voice.

He took to pumping into me after that, a clump, clunk, thump of his genitals into my all-embracing, unfinished bum. The circumcised header of his shaft pounded into my uterine cervix, and that flimsy pain in the ass took a little getting used to, but that pain subsided into nothing but pleasure after a span of minutes.

I huffed out stabilize intimation as I reached back to hold my clitoris and hood a jolty and circular chance event, the Saame motion I used while masturbating. I did n't masturbate as often anymore, not since January, because our regular talks usually fulfilled that pauperism, though sometimes I would do so late at night after Kyle had gone to bed.

'' Oh, that 's ... that 's good, '' I puffed out. `` You 've improved ... improved quite a bit in these ... these last six calendar month. Your staying power is ... is better ... and you do n't ejaculate so prematurely anymore. The last couple of calendar month have ... have really synced our climaxes ... We cum in clim-union ... so ... so now you can ... uhhh ... carry that skill over to ... to Tara. She 'll be impressed and not ... not realise that you 're still a ... a virgin. ``

'' We 've fucked ... every night since ... my natal day, '' huffed Kyle. `` I 'm not ... not a ... a virgin, Mom. ``

'' Yes, you are, '' I corrected. `` I 'm your mother ... I do n't count. You are ... are still a Virgo until you 've had ... someone else. I 'm your teacher ... not your devotee. ``

'' Oh ... O.K., '' puffed Kyle. `` I wo n't ... wo n't contend with you, then. ``

It was good that he would n't argue with me. He needed to take my advice and learn from my wisdom.

I stroked my clit faster and faster as I felt that magic sink into me, right underneath my clit, a steady pulse that shot downward through my little organ, spreading up from within me in a V and down all throughout my cunt, up inside me and up into my lower belly as well.

'' I ... I 'm going to cum soon, '' I breathed out. `` It 's almost ... time ... ''

'' okay, '' said Kyle in a breathless response. `` I 'll ... I 'll push it ... push it harder ... ''

He picked up the pace, hammering into me, my keister pounded by his crotch as his slender penis struck me deep within, struck my uterine cervix like a vast hammer striking a tam-tam, over and over again, firm and faster, causing me to sway back and Forth and cry out as my pussycat pulsed with the length and power of my son 's throbbing cock.

'' Oh ... Oh, Kyle ... Oh ... Oh, keep going ! '' I moaned. `` I 'm almost there ! ... Oh ... Oh, you 're so good at this, Son ! ... Oh, I 'm so majestic of you ! ... Keep going ! ... Almost there ... Oh ... Oh, oh, oh ... Oh, yes ... Oh, let 's Milk those balls ... Oh, yes ... Oh, let 's milk them ... Oh, let 's Milk those blue balls ... Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, here it comes ! You 're doing so well ! ... I 'm going to cum ... Yes ... Yes, cum when I cum ! Let 's milk those musket ball ! Let 's Milk those blue egg ! ... Yes, fuck me, Son ! ... Oh, fuck me intemperately ! Faster ! Faster ! ... Oh, oh, oh, oh, OH, OH, OH, piece of ass ME, FUCK ME, piece of tail ME, FUCK ME, ass YOUR MOMMEEEEEEEEEEE ! ``

My happy wet tunnel squeezed his long and slender shaft as I came. I grit my dentition and squeezed my eyes shut as my pussy clenched out my own alabaster ointment over the base of Kyle 's member and the tops of his mean Lucille Ball, balls that were no longer blue, balls that were now a level-headed peach color, as tidy balls needed to be. I felt the contractions all the way up into my lower belly, my clit pulsing with that conjuring trick, and then his hot source cattle ranch throughout my wet, organic piping, filling me up with his warmth and the love that only a son could bring.

He draped his nude body over my shivering, trembling back, wrapped his arms around my breast, and hugged me tightly. We laid there for a moment, both of us breathing in and out in gruelling, ragged hint, a quiet moment of recuperation and observation for the both of us.

'' I love you, Mom, '' breathed out Kyle.

'' I love you, too, '' I smiled as I rested my head on my hired man. `` but remember everything I taught you. I want you to be glad, and you wo n't be happy with someone else unless they 're happy, too. Look toward her felicity first. Do n't blank out this authoritative talk. ``

'' I wo n't forget, '' said Kyle quietly.

'' Good, '' I said as I took in a deep breath. `` Now clean up before you go out. I still have dishes to do. ``

'' OK, '' he replied.

He pulled out of me, and I moaned softly as all seven inches of his magnificent penis slid out of my soaking-wet zany with a light up pop. Hot cum spilled from my open cunt as he knelt behind me, he still holding my wide and sweaty bare bottom. He leaned in and tongued into me, slurping into my open fucked hole, licking out his own semen, taking his time with it so that he was thorough.

Yes, I 'd teach Kyle to dutifully pick up his pickle, and he always complied, no arguments, always obeying his mother, as all good sons do, and that meant he 'd clean up his passel with her, no arguments, always obeying her, as all honorable boyfriend 's do .