"What's that?" I asked."You need to decide if you want me to fuck her cause if I get the chance I'm going to. So if you don't, you need to stop the ma...ssages now." He stated leaving no room for doubt."I need to think about it." I answered honestly."Okay, well let me know. She is hot and ripe." He replied.I spent the next week contemplating if this was something that I really wanted to happen. Was my fantasy worth ruining my marriage? Chris is a good beautiful woman. What would make me want to. He waited seconds that felt like hours before she said, clear and strong. “ That's one Sir. Thank you Sir!” CRACK!! “ That's two Sir. Thank you Sir.” Tears edged into her eyes and she shook her head to clear them. Oh god the pain was so much more than she had expected. She bit her lip hard to distract her from the much worse searing pain behind her. It burned and screamed at her, and settled to a an aching throb before the next blow landed, taking her back, teetering on the edge of her. YOUR HAND IS GOOD... VERY GOOD... YES, STROKE ME, MOM, STROKE ME... DON'T STOP... AHK... AHK... AHK..."On and on mother and son stimulated each other. For ten minutes Rachel stroked her son and yet he didn't explode. She was delighted by her son's stamina. Yes, she desired this boy. She wanted more but was afraid to rush things and frighten him. His exciting fondling of her breasts and cunt was good enough for a start, she thought.Suddenly they lost control and climaxed. Rachel shuddered. She slowly opened her lips and took almost half of my length into her mouth while stroking the rest of my shaft with a gentle touch that I had never experienced. She continued working her magic on my manhood as I reached down and took her moist mound in my hand. It was sopping wet and waiting to be taken. I withdrew my hard shaft from her mouth and laid her gently on her back before me. What an amazing sight! She was so much more beautiful lying there than I had ever imagined she.