She began rubbing her fingers over her cunt, thinking about what the two of them would be doing less than an hour frown now.

He would spread her legs, then jab that thick cock head between her thighs. She could almost see the massive shaft slip noisily through the tiny, puckered opening, stretching the slick walls. His balls would crawl upward, then nestle inside the crack of her ass. There they would lie, throbbing with life, ready to explode. The gushing wads of cum would…

"Ohhhhh!" she cried out. A spasm of raw pleasure constricted her cunt, almost doubling her over.

"M-Mom! You OK?" Mike asked, hearing her groan.

Fortunately, she had jumped back, out of view, when the storm of climax hit her guts.

"I… I just stubbed my toe," she lied. Her insides were still rippling, causing her opening to buzz, ache. "It… It hurts," she added, wincing.

"Anything I can do?"

Yes, Son, she heard her mind scream. You can come over here and shove that big, beautiful dick right up my cunt! You can spit out all those globs of cum inside me! You can…

"No… I'm fine," she gasped, trying to control her voice. "But… you'd better hurry. You don't want to be late."

Later, after kissing him lightly on the cheek, then watching him leave, she almost ran to her bedroom. She quickly threw off her clothes and stood in front of the mirror, looking at a reflection she hardly recognized. She hadn't been this excited since she'd kicked Larry out – what was it? Two years now?

She suddenly forgot all about her husband's faults, his running around, his drinking, the cruel games he'd play. What she remembered was the way that sonofabitch could fuck. If he hadn't been so good, he would have been log gone before she finally took all she could.

Mike looked a lot like him, she thought. Big and muscular, that easy grin, those bedroom eyes. Her daughter and two other sons took after her side of the family.