It was a pure case of necessity. She had to have her son's virile young cock in her mouth... in her cunt... in her rectum!She remembered Tom's philoso...phy about what happened between two people who loved each other... and she loved Paul... loved him more than life... more than anything in the world! It had to happen. They had both gone too far to stop now!Paul lifted his face away from her breast and looked straight into his mother's eyes. His body shook and his voice trembled as he said. We were both rubbing our hands up and down one another’s backs, with Christine sliding her hands underneath my shirt and peeling it over my head. I was relieved that Christine wanted my body as badly as I wanted hers, and I slid my fingers along the bottom of her shirt and over her head. I took an opportunity to look down onto Christine’s sweet breasts held up by a simple white bra. It was the sexiest thing I had seen in my early life and it caused my penis to strain against the fabric of my. You can see my hard nipples through the tshirt, and you make sure to squeeze them a few times before getting rid of the tshirt. You feel me squirm each time you pinch them, knowing that my cunts throbbing each time you do. You begin to move your hands down towards my clit as I beg you to stop. You slap me in the face and tell me that if I say another word, Ill be sorry. I shut up. But start crying. You slowly force three fingers into my cunt, not giving me the privilege of feeling one or two. “Amos, that was just as fucking sexy as I thought it would be,” she started. “Actually, it was sexier. You really know how to take cock. I really wish I’d taken pictures or, better yet, video of you getting plowed.”My cock began to grow yet again hearing her talk. I moaned into her honey pot. She continued.“Watching you get railed… He didn’t hold back and you looked like you wanted more. What’s the biggest you’ve taken up your ass?” She pulled my head out of her bush.“I think his is the.