I sat my au naturel ass on the stool beside the grooming board and picked up Mom's lighter. My cock was wilting as I touched the flame to my cigarette.
To me, the sight of my cum leaking from my mother's George Herbert Walker Bush covered pussy, was one of the most delight things of my entire life.
The only thing that would give birth made it better is if she'd been as excited about it as I was.
Her date had gotten her sot, and the drugs I had given her had kept her knocked out all Night. That footling ashen stream was the third onus I had filled her with, and if I could get hard again, she'd get issue four before she would protrude coming out of it.
This was the ninth or ten percent fourth dimension I was able to pull off the same effort, blaming her date for fucking her when she didn't know it was going on.
Each time, she had refused to appointment the ‘ offender'again.
Now, we'd have to find her another guy….
Luckily, I was able to criticise off number four before Mom came to. It took longer than ever, and when I finally shot my last stream, I could barely walk to my room, down the hall.
I left her lying on her back, legs spread, and in a consortium of cum.

fuck was no new thing to me, but my own female parent was the one woman I had wanted since I first learned to jack off.
I was still deceased when she tapped on my door and told me the coffee bean was gear up and she'd fix breakfast after her shower.
I had to chuckle, since I knew the real reason she was needing her exhibitor so early.
"Were you awake when Ben brought me rest home last night ?"
"I never knew when y'all come in."
"God, I love the taste of tequila but it kicks my ass every time. I guess Ben got what he wanted, but I barely recall getting into bed. I'm tired of men like him. They get me cockeyed, stick to their dick in me and drag ass."
She put my coffee bean mug in front of me and hugged me to her big titty. I wanted to suck them right thru her thin house coat, but I settled for a nestle,"I love you, Mom. Maybe I can avail you recover a really trade good guy ; one who will treat you with a short respect."
She patted the top of my headspring and told me she'd be correctly back. When I heard the bathroom threshold close, I adjusted my boxers so my rising dick wouldn't get into a bind. If Mom ever found out I was fucking her, she'd probably cut off my shaft while I was sleeping.
When she returned, she told me,"I have an idea. Why don't you and I have a escort Nox ? We can eat out, maybe go to a club ; dance a little, maybe ?"She refilled my cup and rubbed the top of my mind, again,"At least I know I can depend on you to treat me good."
MY GOD ! I wanted to throw her on the damn floor and fuck her, right then. It's a unspoilt thing the tabular array hid my unvoiced on ; that son-of-a-bitch was trying its damndest to get thru the textile. When she turned her blotto ass toward me, I excused myself to the bathroom while she cooked our eggs and Roger Bacon. I'm surprised she didn't get wind me groan with pleasure and reliever when I pumped my load into the toilet. One shot missed, hit the raised lid and began to run downward. I just watched it run while my breathing returned to normal.
I was at a loss about how I was going to plan swallow and drugs, so I could fuck her all nighttime long, again. But… I had all day to imagine about it. ************
The steaks were sensitive rare and legal tender. The salad was crinkle, covered with the delicious, hot, family dressing with bacon bits and petite pieces of Raphanus sativus longipinnatus. The baked murphy had some steak sauce mixed with the melted butter… absolutely delicious.
Mom had one glass of red wine, but limited herself to that exclusive field glass.
It was going hard to slip the knockout tablet into her drink unless she got tipsy ; to the point she wouldn't pay much attention to what was going on around her.
We danced at the Red Allium cepa Club for two time of day or more. She had several guys ask for her company, but she refused each one,"Thank you, but my cute son is my date for tonight. We'll be leaving soon and he's the man who gets all my attention tonight."
She gave me a nictation and a smile each time she sent a suitor away. Her eyes rarely left our tabular array and she would pat my hand often as we sat between dances.
I decided to ask her about Dad, and why he left us.
"Maybe I better have some alcoholic drink before I talk about that turd,"she said,"but, no, I'm sticking with my determination to go visible light on the booze tonight. It's after eleven, so let's go base and I'll tell you some things, once we get out of these fancy apparel. You're 22years old, now, and there's passel of history you need to acknowledge about this family."
DAMMIT ! I sat on the couch in my fret when she came down the stairs in the diaphanous nightgown. She sat beside me and asked,"What do you think ? Do you like it ?"
"Shit, Mom, if you weren't my mother…."
"That hasn't stopped you before."
"… Uh, what ? ...."
"Look, Donnie, you're the only one I know who bends the filters on cigaret and pinches the conclusion together. I spotted it first about three engagement ago. Your filters were in my ashtray each meter I woke up in a kitty of cum. The second clock time, I was for sure it was you, but when I got out of bed this break of the day, there it was again. You've been filling my old pussy every time I come household drunk. Well, son, if you want some tonight, I get to enjoy it, too."
She slipped her top off and stood. My brain was frozen as her big nipple swayed in front of me while she stepped out of her panty. I raised my pelvic girdle so she could draw in my sweat gasp off. When she saw my hard cock standing at tending, she gave it a quick kiss and straddled me. She had no problem sliding down on ol'Fat Boy, and offering her Brown University nipples to me.
phonograph needle to say, I popped my crackpot in LE than two minutes. She didn't have a chance to ride long enough to ingest an sexual climax, but she assured me the dark was young… and there were many, many nights to come.
Mom stepped into the kitchen and grabbed a washcloth. As she sat beside me, cleaning up her cunt, she spoke up,"You asked about your dad, sooner ; I hope you don't judgment that I pull on your dick while I tell you some things. In fact, whenever you get fix for more pussycat, we'll subscribe a faulting from the story."
Mom reminded me that her mother was killed long before I was born. grandfather was a ill-tempered ol'bastard and made Mom pop out sucking his cock when she was still very young,"He'd catch hands full of my hair and force me to gag as I swallowed his awful loads. Eventually, he started fucking me, too, but blow Book of Job were his front-runner way to abase me. He'd secern me that women were made for sucking, fucking and having babies. I was scared of him and never told him ‘ no ’. There's no telling how many times I've thanked the powers above that he never got me fraught. He finally fell dead one nighttime, while his cock was in my mouth. I never want you to hate me, like I hated my dad."
I couldn't commend if I had ever kissed my mother's back talk or not. I leaned over and pulled her naked body to mine. We kissed… we kissed over and over. My hands roamed her firm soundbox while hers stroked my cock. She lay back on the couch and tugged me into place. Her pegleg spread and my tough shaft sank into her. God, she felt so good…
Once we finished that round, in which I'm proud to say, I gave her two orgasms ; Mom told me that she had kicked Dad out of the house,"gust jobs are not my favorite matter to do, but I didn't mind giving head to your dad once in a while. The first prison term he got rough and forced me to gag, I warned him not to do it again ; I'd had enough of that shit with my own dad.
"Then he came home pissed off about something at workplace. He tore my dress off and forced me onto the bed. He stabbed his pecker at my mouth several times, so I gave up, opened up and took him in. When he jammed it down my pharynx and held it, I couldn't breathe. I hit his balls as hard as I could, then when he screamed, hit me and pulled back, I got a better golf stroke and hit him harder.
"I had to get laid a cop friend of mine, but he kicked your dad's ass all over the parking lot. He's never been in this house since."
In the final ten month, Mom and I have spent every night together. When she's on her period, she blows me and smiles when it's over. We love each other, and plow each other like man and wife. I hope that never variety .