"Oh f**k, Tony, I am cumming!" I moaned.
"Mom!" Tony groaned, and I felt his body going rigid against mine. I felt his urethra swell against the bottom of my p***y. Pulsating. And I felt my son's hot c*m pouring inside of me. And that was it. It was like it was spraying me with pleasure. It radiated out from my p***y, rolling down my legs, across my stomach, into my throat, and then it swarmed over my brain and just...melted it. An orgasm that was just...something different than I'd ever felt before. Better than anything Big Anthony or any other man gave. Better than I gave myself. It was just pure pleasure over every inch of my body.
As the orgasm subsided, I collapsed back onto the bed. My son leaned on top of me, his weight feeling substantial. He was panting, our bodies were sweaty.
