Warm drool was running in rivers down my shaft, and hanging in slimy droplets in my pubic hair as my mother was driving her slurping mouth up and down my shaft with twisting and bouncing motions of her head. She carefully smoothed her dress under her legs so it wouldn’t wrinkle when she kneeled and opened the zipper of my black suit trousers. XXNX Blowjobs like that could not even be given except by a mother to her own son. I could just gently hug my mother’s head close as it rocked on my lap. ***
I did in the end, indeed, decide to marry Kerry after we had been dating for a year. That had been the gentlest time of them all, I had felt really sorry for my mother after all the loving care she had given, when I had to listen the desperate choking
