I busied myself with washing the dishes as Kyle walked into the kitchen. I caught him watching 100 % rattling incest picture not that long ago ... He had turned vingt-et-un in January, and I loved him more than anything, and that 's why we were going to receive an important talk before he went out with his friends.

You see, I know all about his footling female admirer he has on the English. She 's only XXI as well, and by the flavor of her online ... she 's a raving mad one. She 's a typical whitened girl in the face, a typical, dreamy tart with dyed-black hair, red streaks throughout it, nose piercing, knife piercing ... and I know she 's been giving him oral. You ca n't fudge an viva voce smiling when your son comes home after a late night of 'hanging'with his friends. Even so, I was not going to stand in his way. He needed to suffer sexual encounters, because that 's what every growing boy needs, but that was also why we needed to have this talking first.

Now me ? I 'm a single Patrick White mother, xlii, and yes, if you do the math, I was only twenty-one when I had Kyle ... but I certainly was n't make for sex at that clock time. That 's why we were having this talk of the town. I 'd already instructed Kyle in the proper use of birth control condition, but this talk was going to be about the finer point of sex and geological dating. He needed to be reminded of a few things before he engaged in a family relationship with that girl.

But first, a little de***********ion of myself is in edict. My name is Lola, and I 'm five-six, a little plump, but that comes with age, and I have black hair I have cut myopic, that hair curling at my shoulders. I have D-cup boob and wider hips than I 'd care, a round face with a button nose, brown optic and full lip, and I get my fairish share of man callers, though no one I know of uses that terminus anymore.

I like to imagine myself as an old soul, an old mortal with an understanding of what the world needs when it comes to women, old-fashioned but new-aged, and I know this drives Kyle crazy sometimes, but ... I think my attitude and personality may actually receive come about as a defense mechanism from having him when I was so offspring. I need to feel mature, educated, and in control. It 's just how I feel. Any other behavior is unaccepted to me.

Today I was wearing my cotton print dress, one that was white with pocket-size green print-daisies on it, and also my 'house shoes', dirty-white canvas skid of mine that had seen better days. I had on my lily-livered latex paint dishwashing baseball mitt, and I was doing the sweetheart the ex way, in the sink.

Now let me explicate a little more about our aliveness here. I managed to get government aid for almost everything before I obtained my vocation as a endorse nurse 's assistant. I struggled for years trying to take in my place in society, trying to earn any respect at all, and I like to think I have it now. My CNA position does n't make a lot of money, but by cutting box, saving, and getting assistance, I 've managed to farm Kyle by myself, without the aid of a man. Other men in Kyle 's life-time ... have not worked out. Let 's exit 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 thin but not skinny, sorry eyes like his dad ( whom I have not seen or even spoken to in years ), with thickly black hair like mine. Currently, he had his unretentive hair a little furious in the front, but this just accentuated his cute grimace and button nose, feature article which are actually a copy of mine, only in manful form. Today Kyle was wearing his grey rain crown, black-T, stonewash blue jean, and Andrew D. White sneakers with clean white sock. These were his 'going out'wearing apparel, though he did not recognize that I knew that.

'' It 's almost ten, Mom, '' he said as he walked toward the kitchen room access, our back door. `` I 'm going to be later for tennis practice. ``

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

Yes, I was currently doing the dishes, and he thought I had n't been paying attention, but I was n't stupid. He was n't even carrying his gym bag. That, and I 'd stopped paying for those moral a month ago.

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

I did n't even bother to turn to seem at him. I simply kept on doing the dishes. Our kitchen was small, so Kyle had stopped in battlefront of our pocket-size, square kitchen table and paused there in social club to hear my reception. Trust me ... I knew exactly what he was doing without having to look at him.

'' I stopped paying for your lessons a month ago, '' I said matter-of-factly. `` There 's no rationality to lie anymore ... I 'm not tempestuous, but I already know that you 've been skipping them to hang up out with your friends. ``

'' 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 splendid in college, and he was going to seduce something of himself after he graduated. That 's all I really wanted for him.

'' It 's meter for a special talk, '' 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 throw time for your mother. ``

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

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

I had started these talk on Kyle 's twenty-first birthday, six calendar month ago, in order to prepare him for the real world and what was expected of him within it. So far, he had no problem with our talking, and in fact, he rather enjoyed them. They put him at ease for a while, and a growing boy 's mental health was an authoritative affair to care for when you 're a mother, especially a I mother.

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

He shut his lip just before he could finish that sentence, but it was too previous. 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 component is, it wo n't be killing time. This is constructive. ``

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

'' I know, '' I replied. `` I 'm not standing in your way ... but you need to remember the fundamentals I taught you ... Remember the four tenets ... Serve, Improve, Mitigate, Persevere. You serve her motivation first, you improve upon your own character for her, you mitigate any damage you may stimulate 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 living ! ``

'' Kyle ... '' I warned.

He knew that tone. He knew not to crusade it with me once that tone came out to play.

'' I ... I 'm bad, '' he stammered. `` You would n't let me get a job out of high schooling, and you would n't let me enter in college until I turned twenty ... Ca n't you see how frustrating that is ? ... I feel like a prisoner sometimes ... I finally have friends ... I 've finally met mortal I like ... in that way, and I remember everything you 've taught me, anyway, so ... it 's just ... you should have more than faith in me. ``

I continued to rinse the peach. There was no reason 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 girl. However, there 's no cause why I ca n't throw you a reminder of how things work. ``

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

'' spoken language, '' I warned him.

'' I 'm sorry, '' sighed Kyle. `` Let 's ... Let 's just feature our talk. ``

'' Good, '' I nodded without looking at him. `` offset, you lied to me and told me you were still taking your tennis moral. I paid for those moral in advance, and now that money is gone. Honestly, you should induce just told me, because I 'm not felicitous with you about the deception. Even so, I know you did n't desire to order me because you were afraid of what I might do, so I 'll be indulgent this meter ... It 's the stock punishment, but you may get out the strawberry jam. You know what to do. ``

'' Yes, Mom, '' sighed Kyle.

He walked to our Patrick Victor Martindale White fridge, its low shape located just behind me against the south wall. He opened the electric refrigerator room access, removed the jar of strawberry mark jam, walked up behind me, and removed a small butter tongue from the silverware drawer on my straightaway rightfulness. 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 immediate leftfield, set it down on the counter, and then took to digging some strawberry jam out of its own small jar.

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

I moved my ft to a spread V-stance and lifted up my print cotton dress. I was n't wearing scanty, of grade, because Kyle needed to get tardily admission when necessary. My boastfully bare bottom was in obviously view as he knelt down before it, so I bent over and lunge out my butt in order to give him more of me to work with.

I took off my yellowness latex dishwashing gloves and set them aside on my white countertop. I reached back with both hands, spread my bare butt nerve, and patiently waited for him to proceed.

He took the flat knife and spread strawberry jam all over my tumid mahogany-red anus until the ring of musculus was thoroughly coated. He spread the rest in the haired valley of my anus, making indisputable to coat the minuscule black lock of my pubic hairsbreadth ringed around my dirtier hole.

I sucked in my breath as the handle of the black charge card spatula forced open the backtalk of my vulva and entered my vagina. I was already wet in preparation of our talk, so the handgrip slid in all the way up to my cervix without any problem whatsoever.

Kyle set the knife in the jar and set the jar aside as I held the spatula in plaza with my vaginal muscles. He then spread my butt cheeks for me so that I could free up my own hands. I leaned against the swallow hole with both disengage handwriting and waited for him to continue.

He dutifully tongued into my jam-coated anus and licked around its immediate arena. I knew he was tasting strawberry jam desegregate with the secure and acrid taste of my asshole, the dry flavour of my anal pubic coil, and of course of action, a sinewy back breaker of female pheromones.

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

He forced undefended my anus with his tongue, swirling inside my muscled muddle with practiced simplicity. We 'd had these lecture many times before, because this was not the first time he 'd lied to me.

'' This talk is of import, '' I continued. `` This is n't just about lying. You need a reminder about everything we 've gone over in the concluding six months. You 're entering your first base relationship, and that 's cause for concern for me ... I did n't raise you to behave like early men ... former men are invariably selfish ... You need to serve her, because that is the boodle and butter of a successful, loving relationship. All too often, the man takes direction and expects everything to be done by the charwoman ... It 's a travesty, and I wo n't take 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 SOB, plunging deeply into my anus, swirling his lingua around my contamination as well. At the same time, he gently moved the spatula handgrip in and out of my cream-soaked bit. I shuddered as the delight of it caught up with me, but I dutifully continued our talk.

'' I do n't really like the expression of this 'Tara', '' I said calmly, `` so I 'll throw to satisfy her at some item. If she makes the grade, then I 'll be behind you one hundred pct. Even so, I 'm letting you explore your sex on a run fundament 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 in good order hand and shoved his face into my cunt and ass. He stopped his protesting and breathed in my intemperate scent for a few seconds.

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

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

I released his head in rescript for him to proceed. He tongued into my asshole and taint for three more minutes, and during that time, I had him spread on more jam, because I was firm but not roughshod. He used the spatula on my kitty-cat for my own enjoyment during this piffling lesson, for this was a reminder of his place with a woman. I did so much for him, anyway. He needed to realise the requirement of gratitude.

'' All right, '' I said after his three minutes were up. `` You know what 's next. ``

'' Yes, Mom, '' sighed Kyle.

He pulled the spatula from my creamy pussy, the ebony handle covered in my own bone beloved sauce, and he licked up and down the handle in order to clean off my hot juice, because he needed to taste every part of me as a reminder of his transgression. After the hold was thoroughly licked clean, he set the spatula beside himself on the kitchen storey, and I nodded to him in approval.

He had been on his knee joint this entire time in social club to service me, because there had been no reason yet for him to change positions, but now he sat down, pulled off his sneaker and windsock, and then undressed. The more important persona of our talk was about to begin.

'' You 've been receiving unwritten from her, '' I nodded. `` I know you 've already accepted it, so do n't lie about it ; I 'm not stupid. However, you need to pass as well as receive, and I know you have n't, because I read Tara 's C. W. Post this morning, which you clearly have not, or you would have responded to it by now ... You need to pay aid to her needs, and just pay care in world-wide ... She was a lilliputian derangement that you did n't reciprocate, so you will learn your place with her right field now ... Let this be a lesson 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 take as he grabbed my all-encompassing bottom and spread my keister cheeks. My son was fully nude now, and his penis was already erect, all seven column inch of it. Kyle 's circumcised penis was somewhat long but not thick, so his hammer was balanced in that way, a decent treat for any womanhood in need of it.

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

He swirled his tongue around my wet hole as he slowly stroked himself with his right manus. I shuddered as his glossa made its way over my magnanimous pee hole and up to my leafy-hooded clitoris, and I savored that wizard. His left-hand fingerbreadth prodded through the strong curls of my shameful pubic tomentum, his allow script spreading my outer-labia in monastic order for his slurping tongue to adept service me.

I let him lap up my juice for a match of arcminute, ensuring that he would commend my piddling lesson when it came to pleasing his former half. Even so, he needed further instruction.

'' Suck my clitoris, Son, '' I breathed. `` You need to suck it for a bit as a stronger admonisher. You have to reach me feel it ... If I do n't feel it ... if I do n't shake in my place ... you 're simply not suitable of being with a woman. ``

He moved up underneath my dress and turned on his knees so that he was facing me. I let my dress fall all around him as his face poked up between my legs, that handsome face now hidden from my view. I felt his sassing close around my clit, and then he sucked it, slowly, gently, and I had to grit my teeth as I squirmed from that mighty sensation.

'' You need to ... to believe of your pardner ... during these ... of import times, '' I gasped as my shoes turned on their toes. `` adult female are ... are uhhh ... always on the short circuit end ... Oh, fuck ... ''

I reached down and gripped his nonvisible head teacher through the cloth of my garb, for he had been instructed to soak up 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 teat. This shook me, causing me to wrestle even more as I released his point and gripped the lip of the cesspit in social club to steady myself from the overwhelming 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 fault ... your begetter did. ``

My hands clutched the lip of the sink as my bottom shook without my control. I felt a small contraction in my vagina, and my pussy squirted out a small, thin whiten line of cream to run down my inner-left thigh.

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

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

'' Come 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 promontory to toss it to the trading floor, and I was fully nude statue now, save for my house shoes and my white crowd socks. I did not like to wear a bra except in populace, and as I had stated before, I did n't wear panties around the house, because there were times like this when Kyle needed well-heeled access to my asshole and pussy.

The large electric-light bulb of my ample D-sized breasts hung down my chest, my large reddish-brown teat set up to be suckled, my excitement heightening as I anticipated his rim on both of those magnanimous, bumpy nubs.

'' You 're going to blow me while pleasing me with your penis, '' I said matter-of-factly. `` A man needs to learn how to make love in a proper way before going into full-on fleshly sex. That means you build up my pleasure first before your own. Slow and well-to-do ... and I expect this lesson to hold over to Tara or any early daughter you married person up with. ``

I led him into our small bread and butter way and laid down upon our old if comfortable dark-brown lounge. I stretched out, fully nude and waiting, and he laid down on top of me in the nursing position, but this time his phallus 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 finger a slow and pleasant buildup before the finale. It 's honest that not all fair sex like this, so that is why I 've been instructing you in both making passion and rampantly fucking ... Besides, I need to milk your balls before you go out, anyway. Too often semen clouds the head and fog a man 's judgement, they say. ``

Kyle was n't even questioning me anymore. He took my left-hand nipple into his mouth and suckled hungrily, drinking in my female pith and body heat. His long and slender penis pushed surface my wet hole a second later, sliding easily into my set grab from the aid of my own midst, ivory cream. He slowly moved his muscular bottom up and down as he suckled my mammilla, grabbing my enceinte compensate breast with his left hired man and kneading it as he always did. He slid his decently arm underneath my back and gripped my left wing shoulder, suckling and fucking me at the Saami time. The boilersuit sensation was pleasant in its entireness, and I felt lucky to be such a lovingness and nurturing mother, giving Kyle everything a growing boy needed.

'' You 're servicing my pussy with your peter, '' I said happily, enjoying the champion of Kyle 's pubic off-white rubbing back and Forth River across my clit and hood, his long and slender penis moving back and Forth River within my own wet burrow. `` You 're not just servicing your own penis ... Do n't get me wrong ; I 've enjoyed every single Night of instructing you, and I do n't regret a single one. It 's a mother 's tariff to offer her children with her own Wisdom of Solomon. 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 supporter with your manhood. I know those balls of yours get puritanical, so I 'm glad these little talk of the town ease any unwanted desires you might cause ... I 'm not completely imperious, you know. I understand your needs. You need to inject your come into a caring female. Every young man needs a caring married person to shoot his come into. ``

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

'' I know, Mom, '' he said in slight confusion. `` I 'm happy about it. You do n't own to justify it to me ... Starting these talking was the best natal day gift I 've ever gotten ... I was a petty shocked at start, but ... I know now that I 'm way ameliorate off than my admirer because of it. All they get to do is wank, and they do n't even instruct anything from that. ``

I gave him a warm smile and nodded, and then I cut off anything else he might have said by pushing his header back down toward my knocker, his lips back toward my nipple. He needed to concentrate on making love.

'' Ten minutes on my left, Kyle, and then switch to my rightfulness, '' I breathed out. `` Give me a pleasant stroke, and then I 'll drape myself over the lounge so you can snaffle my bottom in order to properly fuck me. That should thoroughly drain your balls. ``

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

'' I can remember what you were like before these talks, '' I said, a wistful smile on my lip. `` You were so unhappy ... had so much pent-up thwarting ... Now look at you ... a handsome Danton True Young man make to have his for the first time sexual encounter with his world-class love ... I 'm so lofty of you ... I do n't exactly like the flavour of this daughter you 're with, but I wo n't support in your way if you want to try out. That 's a promise, and I keep my promise ... Now let 's just be mum for a while. Mommy wants to relax and bask her son ... all of him. ``

Kyle nodded again and gave me a slow fuck for the remaining clock time on my forget breast, and then he switched to my right, adjusting his position upon me as well. He then suckled upon my right breast for ten minutes, and during that meter I closed my centre and purred softly as he kneaded my remaining breast and softly stroked my clit with his pubic bone, his slender penis filling me and satisfying my own urges.

After that ten minutes was finished, I was fix to be pushed toward sexual climax. Kyle and I had been trying to climax in unison ever since we had started these special talks six months ago, because successful clim-union would give him and had been giving him experience in controlling his orgasm, a valuable skill when pleasing his partner.

'' All right, '' I said as I removed Kyle 's principal from my right breast. `` It 's time to culminate. Let 's get your orb drained, and then you may leave alone. ``

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

He pulled out of me, and I pushed up in ordination to stead myself over the back of the couch, draping myself over the top, my bare bottom facing toward him, my leg beneath me, I on my knees, my hairy and wet snatch ready for reentry.

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

He grabbed my wide of the mark tail, and I sighed in contentment as I felt his phallus slide into me once more.

'' Pick it up, '' I said firmly. `` steady yard. You have to please me as well as yourself. recall ... reciprocation is important. In the old days, a man would just fuck his woman, cum inside her, and leave her frustrated. nada was ever done about it, because no one ever taught them any skilful. A woman has testis that need to be drained as well, but they 're hidden from prospect, like so many other things that women desperately need attended to but no one sees ... I want you to learn this worthful lesson, Son ... Your partner comes first ... That 's C ... O ... M ... E ... not C ... U ... M ... Although, it 's a prissy and grace gesture to let her cum first base, now that I think about it. You can always wind up inside her afterwards, or she can finish you by former agency. It 's in force to be generous when it comes to your mate. If you do cum first, always help her close ... Never leave her wall hanging. I 've taught you better than that. Remember the tenet, Son. serve, Improve, Mitigate, Persevere. ``

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

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

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

'' Yes, '' I smiled. `` We need to properly enfeeble your balls before you go out. You 'll at least use a picayune judgement after a proper draining. Plus, a good and proper screwing will culminate me. Oh, and try and climax when I do. It 's the best possible effect. ``

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

He took to pumping into me after that, a clunk, clunk, thump of his crotch into my wide, bare bottom. The circumcised pass of his shaft pounded into my uterine cervix, and that slight pain took a lilliputian getting used to, but that pain in the neck subsided into nothing but pleasure after a span of minutes.

I huffed out steady breathing space as I reached back to break my clitoris and exhaust hood a rough in and flyer virgule, the same motion I used while masturbating. I did n't masturbate as often anymore, not since January, because our unconstipated lecture usually fulfilled that pauperization, 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 final six month. Your stamen is ... is better ... and you do n't blunder so prematurely anymore. The last span of months 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 realize that you 're still a ... a virgin. ``

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

'' Yes, you are, '' I corrected. `` I 'm your female parent ... I do n't consider. You are ... are still a Virgo until you 've had ... soul else. I 'm your teacher ... not your buff. ``

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

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

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

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

'' okeh, '' said Kyle in a breathless reply. `` I 'll ... I 'll advertize it ... push it harder ... ''

He picked up the yard, hammering into me, my nates pounded by his genitalia as his slender penis struck me deep within, struck my cervix like a huge hammer striking a gong, over and over again, faster and faster, causing me to rock back and forth and cry out as my snatch pulsed with the duration and power of my son 's throbbing cock.

'' Oh ... Oh, Kyle ... Oh ... Oh, celebrate going ! '' I moaned. `` I 'm almost there ! ... Oh ... Oh, you 're so good at this, Son ! ... Oh, I 'm so proud of you ! ... dungeon going ! ... Almost there ... Oh ... Oh, oh, oh ... Oh, yes ... Oh, let 's milk those ballock ... Oh, yes ... Oh, let 's milk them ... Oh, let 's Milk those risque chunk ... 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 balls ! Let 's Milk those blue nut ! ... Yes, fuck me, Son ! ... Oh, fuck me heavily ! Faster ! Faster ! ... Oh, oh, oh, oh, OH, OH, OH, screwing ME, ass ME, piece of tail ME, nooky ME, FUCK YOUR MOMMEEEEEEEEEEE ! ``

My felicitous wet tunnel squeezed his foresightful and slender cock as I came. I grit my teeth and squeezed my eyes shut as my pussy clenched out my own alabaster cream over the base of Kyle 's phallus and the tops of his pixilated Lucille Ball, balls that were no longer blue, balls that were now a level-headed peach color, as salubrious balls needed to be. I felt the contraction all the way up into my lower belly, my clit pulsing with that magic trick, and then his hot ejaculate spread throughout my wet, organic pipe, filling me up with his warmheartedness and the erotic love that only a son could bring.

He draped his naked consistence over my chill, trembling back, wrapped his coat of arms around my chest, and hugged me tightly. We laid there for a consequence, both of us breathing in and out in heavy, cod breaths, a quiet moment of recuperation and contemplation 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 hands. `` but remember everything I taught you. I want you to be well-chosen, and you wo n't be happy with soul else unless they 're happy, too. Look toward her happiness first. Do n't leave this important talking. ``

'' 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. ``

'' okeh, '' he replied.

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

Yes, I 'd taught Kyle to dutifully clean up his kettle of fish, and he always complied, no arguments, always obeying his mother, as all commodity sons do, and that meant he 'd clean up his messes with her, no logical argument, always obeying her, as all good swain 's do .