1. The Reunion


    Date: 6/28/2017, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Blowjob, Latina, Male / Females, Oral Sex, Written by women, Author: geilkoekje11, Rating: 70.6, Source: sexstories.com

    you, mom. I want you." Kristen's heart pounded violently, filled to the brim with a confusing mix of lust, love, guilt, and fear. She slid her hand from his cheek and placed them over his lips, pushing weakly. She shook her head slowly, her teary eyes wide, "Baby... we c- can't. I promised... your father... this is wrong." Garrett paused his advance, his blue eyes burning into hers, "Does that matter?" Kristen was shocked at his amorality. Was this the reflection of her deepest self? He disclosed, "I don't care if it's wrong. I just have one question." "What?" she whispered, eager to know. He lowered his arms from the wall, wrapping them around her body. His fingers stroked her shoulders over her tanktop, her bare stomach, her hips confined in yoga pants. He pulled her close, pressing the hard slab in his boxers against her tight gym clothes, the heat setting her core on fire. "Is it what you want?" Taking her eyes slipping shut in pleasure as her approval, he resumed his approach. He grasped her blonde head with his large hand, and pulled it to him, rekindling their forbidden love with her surrendered kiss. Divorced to such heights of passion for so long, Kristen 's conscious grew hazy as lust conquered her soul. The very training that she had bequeathed to her son now conquered her attention, his hungry lips, rapacious hands, and eager tongue reducing her to a dazed schoolgirl. She barely remembered being picked up and walked up the stairs towards her son's room. Through ...
    the fog of her mind, she briefly wished that the boy would walk them to her marriage bed, but then quickly remembered that Garrett's room was their designated sanctuary. She felt her feet touch the ground and watched as her son began undressing. The familiar sight triggered her associated routine, and she stripped naked. Just as she bent down to pull away her yoga pants, she stood up to find her tall, tanned paramour walking towards her, his ludicrously large erection bobbing before him. She looked up at him when he was close, his blond hair glistening in the sunlight streaming from the window. He pulled her into him, her chin resting on his sternum, her breasts pressed against his abdomen, her soft mound squshed against his diamond hard-on. Her hands rubbed his shoulders, whilst his fingers explored the curve of her ass, dislodging her panties. Her panties dropped to her shins. As she had done thousands of times before, she kicked them off and stood on her tippy-toes, tilting up her head so that her lips were centimeters away from her son's. Garrett looked down to meet her lips. "I love you. Only you," she whispered before pressing her lips to his. Their wet, messy, desperate lip locking seemed to go on for eternity. Finally reunited and safe in the temple of the most forbidden ritual, mother and son consumed each other. The heat of their embrace also further ignited their craven need, as evidenced by their throbbing, weeping genitals. Kristen broke the kiss. She breathlessly ...
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