They kissed again and their bodies rolled into each other. Rob's hand moved to his mother's breast and her hand began working its way down his front, finally taking his c**k in her hand. Rob moaned.
"Be careful. I'm already about to explode," he warned.
"I'll be very careful," she replied sliding down his front.
"Mom, I'm serious."
"I can tell. Trust me, it'll go off when I'm ready."
Rob pulled the sheet away to watch what his mother was doing. He had fantasized about this literally hundreds of times and had a hard time believing it was really happening.
As she gripped his shaft, her tongue teased around the head licking away the pre-c*m. Her other hand had cupped her son's balls, gently rolling them in her palm. After a moment she dragged her tongue the length of the underside. Rob
