Soon you have me at your mercy. Laying there in ecstasy, more explosions rip through me when you replace your fingers with your lips. Running my own f...ingers through your hair, I can’t believe how much pleasure you’re giving me. Never before has anyone taken me to the heights you have. My heart pounds like the beating of a drum, my breath struggling as you begin to kiss your way back up my sweat drenched body. Your hands caress my face, kissing me deeply. In an instant I feel your hardness slide. Ever so slowly he pushed inside, groaning at her incredible tightness.“Fuck, you feel good,” he managed, working the first couple inches in. “You're so wet for me. So perfect.”Her legs wrapped around his waist, squeezing and pulling until he was totally buried inside of her. They both moaned, and he took a moment for them to adjust. This time, he didn't start slow. He withdrew and slammed back into her hard, before setting up a bruising pace, hands clutched tight around her hips. Her breath. “Fu… Fuck me… fuck your slut mother”. Ross smiled as his cock self-guided itself to the entrance of his mother’s pussy. He looked deep into her eyes as he slowly adjusted his body weight, the hard man flesh slipping easily into the wanton willing cunt. Alice maintained the low guttural moan throughout the slow downward stroke, until her son’s cock was fully embedded in her. Ross paused momentarily before he started to fuck his mother hard and savagely from the very first partial withdrawal,. Rather than confront her about it, I developed a secret obsession with being cuckolded. The relationship continued for another six months until the obvious change in my attitudes finally made her confront me about it. During that time I began to see myself as less masculine and finding that I enjoyed the thought of being submissive towards masculine men. I developed an addiction to sissy pornography, even going so far as to wear her clothes and makeup. I lost the ability to become erect for her.