I was moving my hips pumping in rhythm, thrusting back at my son. XXX “No, no!” I said as he began to work the Crisco into that most sensitive of places, but I knew he wouldn’t stop. I got my wish and we are still continuing to carry on our affair, even as I write this. Well I did that sometimes too, but I wasn’t about to be ‘in the raw’ at the same time I was sharing a bed with my bare son. Pubic hair met pubic hair, as completely to the root of his rod my sex driven son rutted into his mother’s cunt of unconditional love. . He was pounding into me now, and was going to cum in my rectum. Did I think his dad’s dick was big enough? Mom! Mom! I didn’t want to have a fuss over his sleeping in the buff, so I let him stay as he was in his ‘birthday suit’. His hands were wrapped around my body
