"Mom, I gotta cum!"

The hot gush of his jizz flew from his pisshole, landing on her thigh, scalding her flesh.

She stared at his cock as he came, sending spurt after spurt of come juice on her thigh until it was drenched from crotch to knee.

Bobby grunted and gasped as he came. "Ohhhhh, Bobby!" Linda sobbed, grabbing his shoulders and pulling him against her tits again. "It must feel better now, baby!"

She felt her son's hot hand on her thigh, his fingers at the edge of her panties. His other hand was sliding up her dress toward her tits. She held her breath when he cupped her tit, squeezing it gently. Her nipples bulged inside her bra, and her tits felt so tight with swollen desire. She felt his fingers working slowly into her panties, and for a moment, she held him tightly against her body.

"No, Bobby! That's far enough. No more… you've had your fun."

"But I thought… Mom, I thought…"

"I-I know what you thought," she gasped. "Just remember, you promised me never to lift girls' dresses at school again, or call your sister those names."

"I won't ever again, Mom," he said sadly as she stood up and smoothed her skirt down. "But what am I gonna do now? I mean, when it happens again?"

"You mean…" She nodded toward his cock.

"It gets worse all the time, Mom!"

Linda gazed at his cock. His prick was still half hard, glistening wetly on the head with his come juice. She licked her lips, shivering, as she leaned over without even considering what she was doing.

Linda placed her lips on the shaft of her son's cock, kissing it tenderly. But the hot touch of his cock against her lips sent a wild shudder through her. She licked along the shaft of Bobby's cock to the head. She tasted his come juice.

Suddenly she jerked upright, blushing furiously.

Bobby looked up, at her, his expression showing surprise.

Linda felt giddy, then she began to giggle. "I don't know why I did that, honey. I just… that should not have happened. None of this should have happened."