"I didn't either, but my little friend in the boat certainly helped," Susan breathed, chest heaving and glistening from his tongue. She pulled him up to kiss his forehead, then his lips gently. "And don't you dare call me Mom when we have sex."
"I'll call you whatever I like," Chris teased, "and I do like it."
The taboo aspect somehow exciting him now rather than being repulsive. She was beautiful and they loved each other; the rest was white noise at this point. Breaking away, he returned to suckle at her fantastic boobs again.
"You're a monster," Susan moaned as he tongued and sucked her n*****s again, more gently this time. "Do you like them? They're a 36C, know what that means? My right one is a bit bigger though." Susan waxed educational.
"Really?"
He pulled back to study Susan's
