His pent-up cum-load raked out of his wet, throbbing prick, squirting her belly full of cum. Sylvia's pussy spasmed as she nursed his spouting hard-on, whimpering as the white torrent spewed across her tongue, bathing her tonsils with fizz. Tony pulled her hair and writhed beneath her, almost unable to bear the intensity of his orgasm. Sylvia kept sucking and jacking feverishly long after the cum had subsided, craving every drop of her son's hot, tasty fizz.

Then she knew she had to look at him again. His enormous cock remained as hard as stone, pulsing rhythmically on the roof of her mouth. Slowly Sylvia slid her lip off of his mammoth cock, gulping down the last of her spit and his cum. The blood pounded in her cheeks as she looked at his dazed, sweaty face, Tony knew how much she loved cock-sucking now. What would he think of her now that his own mother had willingly sucked his cock?

"Well… that was something, Tony," she mumbled breathlessly. Quickly she moved her tongue around the corners of her mouth, licking up his jizz. "I… I guess that was pretty shocking, wasn't it? I guess I shouldn't have done that for you, Tony. No, I know I shouldn't have. But… but you did shoot an awful, awful lot of cum, honey. So now maybe you can get some sleep."

Tony didn't answer. She was sitting up again, and the robe was still wide-open, and Tony was again staring at his sexy mother's naked body. Sylvia looked down at her huge tits, seeing how stiff her nipples had grown from the pleasure of cock-sucking, how her rubbery tits now protruded nearly an inch from the wide, crimson circles. Then she looked back at her son's giant spit-dripping cock, and then her pussy burned even more uncontrollably with incestuous lust.

"Why, T-Tony," she stammered. "Your cock isn't getting soft. It isn't getting soft at all!"