They strained together for a long time, desperate to drag the wonderful sensations out, her hips slowing in motion, but still twisting as his cock softened inside her cunt. When her hips dropped, Robbie's cock came out of his mother's cunt with a soft, wet, sucking sound, and he slumped into a chair. Karen lay across the table, panting, long legs dangling, her cunt gently pulsating. Come juice seeped from the pink, now swollen, slit, running slowly over the shivering cheeks of her smooth ass. The soft hairs of her cunt were matted around the lips.

"My God," Karen breathed as she sat up, weak. "That was the best yet, darling."

Robbie grinned up at her, still slumped in the chair, his legs wide and his cock coated with his mother's pussy juices. She slid off the table, kneeling in front of him, leaning her face down. She ran her tongue along his cock, tasting her pussy on it. Sticking her tongue beneath his balls, she bounced them tenderly, looking up at his face. With a soft mewl, she closed her mouth around his cock and balls, taking them inside to suck gently, knowing they were sensitive now. She let his balls out of her mouth, turned her face and sucked at the flesh on his inner thigh.

"How's your headache now?" she teased, standing up.

Robbie laughed, pointing at the tip of his cock. "That was the headache, Mom, but you took care of it. Should I go onto school now?"

"Why? You'd only be late, and we can have the whole day to ourselves." She ran her hand through his hair. "I'm going to bathe. Why don't you rest until I finish."

"Maybe I'll shower."

"Please don't," she murmured. "I love the smell of your crotch when you're sweaty."

She hummed happily as she bathed, the hot water soothing her swollen cunt. She hoped her son could keep up with her, fucking her all day until she was exhausted. It had been years since she had fucked herself into exhaustion with her husband. It would be very nice to do it again, this time with her son.