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“Are you going to make me come again?” he asked. “Would you like that?”…a stupid question but we were feeling our way. He said: “I’m having those sexual feelings we talked about.” I continued stroking and bent to kiss the wet tip, licking just beneath where I knew he was most sensitive…his fingers playing sex with my ears. “You said there were more lessons,” he said as I licked and sucked on his tool…putting it deep in my mouth and moving my cunt on the chair. This couple was so hot but he’s my son…he needed nurturing…and also sucking. Mom needed nurturing and sucking, too…how to move to the next level I thought as his fingers began to tense and I knew he was close. “Mom…oh Gosh…Mom.” His cock was flexing as I was bringing him off, his precum increasing, my tongue using it where I knew he couldn’t take much more before I would be swallowing his load…his balls were firm now, loaded to shoot…I stopped then. “Mom? What?” I told him “It is time for your new lesson…calm down…don’t touch yourself…you’re ready to fire off…and we need to do something else.” He had that disappointed look…his body was ready to release…on the verge…I was teasing my fine, well-endowed young son… So he sat his naked bottom on his chair, his stiff cock dripping, then softening. “Mom’s like licking, too,” I said. “Would you like to lick me?” It was that moment when we moved beyond a blow job to another level. “Sure Mom,” he said…“is that my new lesson you promised? That’s all I could indian think about all day at school…was my lesson.” “Come here and give me a kiss,” he did. “Have you felt a woman’s cunt before,” I asked. He got red in the face. “One of the girls at school let me do that. It didn’t amount to much, just hair and a slit and it was very brief.” “Women like to have their cunts felt,” I said. “But it’s more than that. Lift my dress and feel me.” He leaned over and lifted my dress, I opened my legs and he put his hand on me. “Feel me,” I said, he did. “Put your fingers in my slit,” I said, he did. “Gosh Mom,” he said. His next “gosh” moment had arrived. His fingers took on a life of their own and began to feel me, slipping up and down my cunt lips. It’s like, even with my 13 year old son, nature was functioning and his fingers moved in and out, up and down, found my clit and played with it. He didn’t need lessons it seemed. “You’ve done this before haven’t you,” I asked. “It’s okay you can tell your Mom.” “Yes I have,” he said. “One of the girls let me kiss her on the way home, we stopped and stood next to the gymnasium wall and she told me to put my hands up her dress. It didn’t last long.” “Ohh…don’t stop doing that,” I said. His words and his fingers were playing a beautiful tune on my aching body and my ears were filling. “She wasn’t wet like you Mom. She was dry and it didn’t amount to much. She told me not to do it outdoor again. I didn’t understand and then the next day she avoided me.” His words were taking me to new places…I was my son’s virgin and my legs shook and opened. I put my hand on his. “That feels really good but party there’s more to your lesson. You liked me licking your cock. Would you lick me on my cunt.” We were Mom and son and crossing a threshhold to a new level of intimacy. Without asking he got on his knees, pushed up my house dress…”You’re not wearing panties,” he said. I manually felt indian the area on both sides of his groin where hernias commonly occur. “Thump thump thump.” The commandant kept up a steady rhythm as his cock slip back and forth inside her. She had been my friend a long time but she was party acting odd of late She looked towards my sex lower body… raised an eyebrow while nodding her head positively. When all were coming in Manju didn’t lift her head to see who came. Her outdoor fear seems to be extremely crippling. I fell back to the bed with a very solid thump. The poorest freak ever!” And a cute spankable ass. We head out again. couple “Do you want me to lie down?” Without waiting for an answer, I lie down.