She moaned loudly and started humping her pussy on my fingers. All I had to do was keep them buried deep. Her juices were running over my hand and sta...rting to drip from my wrist as she continued to hump my fingers. I continued running the handle in and out of her ass, pushing it a little deeper each time as she humped my fingers.I didn’t know how much more she could handle, but I soon found out. Her back arched, and she drove her pussy down on my fingers. Then I felt a flood of juices spray. Then, placing her hands before her, she bent right forward and kissed the marble floor beneath her. The fine, light blonde hair spread out momentarily over the mosaic... then she knelt erect again, at the same time clasping her hands behind her neck. The faintest shuddering tremor passed over her as her blank eyes fixed on Vesta. They flickered for a second to the massive figure of Hassan and another tremor quivered through her. Apart from that, she showed virtually no emotion. Her features. If she could bring herself to accept that such a thing was even possible. He hoped not.“I’m, uh, going to go change. Don’t leave yet, okay?” she asked.“Sure, Mom.”She disappeared down the hallway leaving her son to sag heavily against the wall, his heart hammering. He told himself just how stupid he was to slip up not once, but twice. She was drunk, though, and there was a good chance she wouldn’t remember it. Even if she did, he told himself, he could convince her she’d misunderstood and she’d. After all, why would she be down in their computer room in the middle of the night all by herself watching lesbian porn? “You like my big tits, do you?”“Absolutely,” I said.“I know you do. I’ve seen you looking at them,” she breathed out. “It turns me on to know you like them!”My hand was racing up and down along the length of my hard shaft as she spoke. I was so close to cumming. I watched as her fingers penetrated her and she finger fucked herself as she continued to keep my rhythm. “You.