They enjoyed sucking and licking one another outdoors, in places where the possibility of being seen could happen at any time. This possibility of being caught served only to increase their already soaring passions and increasing sexual appetites.

But Donna would not let her son fuck her.

"Maybe next summer, darling," she told him. "If you start to come between now and next summer, then I'll let you fuck me."

He didn't understand why she wanted to wait to do it; neither did Donna. The only thing she knew was that she wanted her son to come before he put his prick in her cunt. There was no real reason to wait, not after everything they had done with each other by this time, yet she wanted to wait.

However, Paul was eager to see what it would feel like to have his cock inside his mother's cunt. He pleaded and begged to stick his cock into her pussy, but she held him off. She went only as far as allowing him to rub his cock head about the hot, wet lips of her cunt and about her inflamed clit, making her come this way.

"Next summer, darling," she said. "I promise you can fuck me next summer if you can come then. I want your first fuck to be something you'll remember all your life, baby. It will be more enjoyable for you if you can come in me. Besides, I love the sensation when a cock spurts in my cunt."

Although it was true that Donna loved it when a cock spewed come juice up her pussy that was not the real reason she was holding off. Somewhere in her mind she was not quite ready for her son to fuck her.

She needed more time to get used to what she was, doing with her son, to accept it in a rational way. She was experiencing a few pangs of guilt as the summer drew to a close, and she didn't like the feeling. She wanted to fuck her son as much as he wanted to fuck her, but it was something she had to spend time thinking about.