His jism was delicious, the first of the morning. Emily lapped her tongue on his spongy cockhead, savoring the pre-cum, realizing that he'd had all night to store another cum-load in his balk. Gradually she let her lips part, shamelessly sucking in inch after inch of her son's straining fuck-stick.

"Oh, Mom!" Paul gazed down at her, feeling that his blonde mother looked more beautiful than ever with her lips stretched around his hardened cock-meat. "That's right, Mom, suck it good for me! It's full of cum, Mom. Oh, please, suck the fuck-juice out of my prick!"

Her son's words made the cock-loving mother hornier and hornier. She stopped trying to stuff his enormous fuck-tool down her throat, instead wanting herself with the first half of the gigantic cock that was already stretching her mouth to bursting.

Emily clamped her full, pink lips in a tight, greedy circle around the veined stiffness of her son's fuck-pole then she started sucking his cock extremely hard, as if she were starved for the cum-juice clogging his balls. She thought of his hot, spewing cum as she bobbed her head to meet the rhythm of his hips, wantonly letting her son fuck his tool down her throat.

His giant cock was throbbing very hard now, pulsing rhythmically on the roof of her mouth. His puffy, crimson, shiny-skinned cock-knob felt especially large, and the horny mother tasted a steady flow of cock-sap as she caressed his swollen cock-helmet with her tongue. Skillfully she dug her tongue into his dilated piss-hole, making Paul yelp as his massive hard-on squirted out another drop of pre-cum into her mouth. It was so, so good, Emily thought deliriously. Her own son had the best-tasting cum on earth.

Her nipples red and stiff, her pussy throbbing wetly between her thighs, the horny mother shut out everything except the lewd, forbidden joy of giving a good blow-job to her own son.