She felt her son hugging him from behind, his warmth, his strong arms around her. She felt protected. She forgot everything. The only things in her mi...nd were herself and her son. She understood that to have freedom and happiness, she had to let go of everything. She had to be happy herself to make her son happy.Mom: No, baby, don’t feel sad anymore.She turned around and hugged him back.Mom: I never knew you felt this way about me, baby. You are making me cry with happiness! I’m so blessed to. ..Patricia didn't try to deep throat and stroke so much as she used her velvety tongue with the perfect amount of force in the right areas, making sure to apply a bit more pressure under my head. She gently massaged my balls with her right hand while only using her mouth to make my cock feel like it was going to escape its skin."Patri, this is fucking amazing!" I exclaimed, also calling her a goddess.She could only smile so much with my cock between her cheek and teeth in that moment. I just. Nevertheless, I start bobbing my head up and down, gradually increasing in speed, trying to increase the saliva again. The sloppier it is, the hotter it is. Even though it may seem a bit disgusting at first. At least it was to me. But the more I suck cock, the more I realise how important it is to properly lube up the meat I’m worshipping. Nobody wants a dry headjob that feels like a suck from the vacuum cleaner. I start to pick up the pace, my head moving faster, my tongue swirling around his. "I then said "I'm going to touch you."She looked at me quickly and said "He will see."I smiled and said "That is the plan."She was a little while, but then said "O.K. But if you get me really going, you are going to have to make me cum."I just said "That is a deal."I slid my hand over and slowly rubbed her thighs. Then I took my fingers and opened her lips, and ran my finger along her juicy slit.I said "You are wet."She looked at me and said "Is he watching you play with me."I said "He's.