Sammy weakened, slumping down on top of his mother. Laura lowered her ass, sliding her silky thighs back down his body, spreading them very wide. Her arms relaxed, and fell to her sides. Her face was flushed with the sweetness she felt. Her cunt kept pulsating, full of bet son's come-juice. Her pussy held his cock until it began to go soft, and then squeezed it, out. She made a soft mewling sound as his cock dropped along the crack of her ass.
While he breathed hard, she caressed his back, her hands going from his shoulders and into his pajamas to feel his ass again.
Without saying anything, Sammy lifted from his mother, and without turning to look at her, walked out of the room.
Laura lay quietly, feeling his come-juice seeping out of her cunt, wondering why Sammy didn't stay with her.
Soon, she slept.
CHAPTER THREE
The next morning when Jason came by to walk to school with Sammy, Laura told him her son felt bad, and would be staying home from school.
Sammy didn't feel bad, but he was still in bed. As she prepared his breakfast later that morning, she wondered again why he had left her last night instead of curling up against her and sleeping there. He had said nothing after fucking her, whether he liked it or hated it, nothing at all.
But Laura had no such problem.
She felt alive, more alive than she had in many, many years. Her cunt had the strange feeling that his cock was still inside it. When she heard the shower going, she set the table, and while pouring herself a second cup of coffee to have while he ate, she pushed her hand to her crotch. She still had her gown and robe on, and slipped her hand inside her robe to better feel her cunt. The image of her son on top of her last night, ramming his cock so vigorously into her cunt, filled her mind, and she moaned softly as an unexpected orgasm burst between her legs.