The pleasure washes over his body, overriding all sense and reason as he feels his mother's legs wrap themselves around his waist, pulling their bodies tighter together as they move together.

His eyes locked by her own wide ones, he continues to burrow his thick cock inside her time and time again, forcing her wet sex to expand tightly around him. And with each deep thrust, he is rewarded by a gasp or a groan from his parent, causing him to move a little faster, a little harder.

He doesn't try to ponder what is happening or why. Only that this time is best time of all. Even, in his aroused state he is able to admit this, better than the first time.

In and out!

In and out!

In and out moves his heavy, swollen shaft. Moving in a slick, wet motion as it repeatedly pierces his mother's heated core.

In and out!

In and out!

He looks at her, her face grimacing at each penetration, eyes staring into his as he moves inside her. Never has he seen her looking so....beautiful!

In and out!

In and out!

He can feel her squeezing him down there!

In and out!

In and out!

Feeling the need to move faster, he grasps her by the shoulders, using them as leverage as his hips moves forward a gear. A low groan from his parent is all he needs to continue. Listening to the bedsprings as their creaking joins in the fray.

In and out!

In and out!

His thrusts ever faster, ever harder...

His mother's expression, the sounds from his mother's lips pushes him on, his hips pushing his extended flesh in and out of his mother's molten socket.

"Are you... ready?" She gasps out to him. "I'm... I need... ARRGGGGHH!!!!" and suddenly he feels himself in a vice-like grip as his mother starts to writhe and shake underneath him.

The sudden realisation that she is cumming accompanied with the death grip that her cunt has over his solid shaft is too much for the lad. Crying out himself, he pushes forward as far as he can inside her and holds on for dear life.

His eyes still locked with hers, he feels his balls contract and a burning sensation travelling up the long arm of his erection. Then with a shudder, he watches her eyes open wider as she feels the first of his ejaculations literally coming out in a long forceful jet deep inside her...

For long moments, the boy is frozen, his eyes locked with hers as his entrenched tool fires volley after volley for his thick potent lava deep inside her fertile garden.

And then it is over. Suddenly, his strength gone, his body falls on hers and he rewarded with the feeling of her soft breasts pressing into his chest. Unable to think or move, he just lays on top of her gasping, his half-swollen penis still lodged deep inside.

Finally, he feels his mother stir.

"Mark?"

"Huh." He answers, finally having the present of mind and the strength to lift himself up slightly so he can look down at her.

"I'm... ...Sorry. I'm just... sorry."

He can see the distress in her face, the eyes starting to water. Without a thought, he brings his lips on hers and gently kisses her. The mere touch of her lips causes what feels like an electric shock to run through his, causing his whole body to tremble and he draws back. Looking at her intently, he sees his mother staring back at him with wide eyes, her full mouth open. Then his mouth is on hers again, this time ardent, hungry as he slides his lips firmly over hers even as he pushes his groin hard against hers, his cock already starting to swell for a third time in its tight, wet confines...

What happens next is a blur. One moment, he is kissing his mother in a way a son should never do. The next, his face is buried in her neck, a hand on a plump breast while ruthlessly thrusting in and out with such vigour that it causes the bed to squeak violently.

Nor is his mother fighting his attention. On the contrary, her legs are wrapped tightly around his back, the grown pulled back to reveal her thick ivory thighs, the bedspread long ago giving up trying to hide their copulating bodies and had fallen away. He can feel her hands working on his back, trying to pierce his robe with her nails.

"Take me...uhhgh!...baby! Fuck me hard!...uughhh...Fuck me deep!" Her words just galvanises him to do just that, throwing his hips into her even harder and faster.

A sexual shiver runs through him as his young mind realises that they are not having sex to just have a baby, but they are actually fucking because they want to...

"Kiss me..." and the boy can only groan as he feels his mother's hot lips pressing fiercely on his own, her tongue already invading his only too willing mouth. At the same time, he feels her grip around his hips tighten, forcing him to stay locked deeply inside her as he finds them rolling onto his back.

"Uuugghh!" He hears her grunt, as she breaks their liplock and sit upright on top of him, flatting her hips on his as he feels every last inch of his stone-hard erection being completely immersed by her hot sex.

Then she is moving again, up and down as she glides his hands to her broad hips.

The boy cannot believe or question what is going on. He just never wants it to stop.

But she is not finished as she moves up and down, looking intently at him (and only squeezing her eyes shut each time she fully takes him). He watches spellbound, unable to move for the moment as he watches his mother reach behind her and starts to fiddle with something... and then his eyes bulge as the gown falls away, revealing the two things he had felt against him each time they have had sex.

A groan slowly escapes through his open lips as he takes in the sight. His first set of naked breasts. So BIG! He had always suspected that his mother is big-chested but he has never imagined this. As if in slow motion, his eyes examine every inch of her exposed flesh.

And her nipples, two thick nubs sticking hard and inviting, each surrounded by a darker skin which span almost the entire front of each breast as if stretched like a rubber balloon.

"Touch them," he hears her husky voice and looks up. The look she is giving him causing his cock to lurch. It's as if she wants to eat him. "It's all for you. All for you."

Then it is as if his young mind cannot take it in any more and suddenly he is literally attacking her tits, his teeth sinking into one breast as he tries to take it into his mouth while he roughly mauls the other.

Above him, his mother groans and whimpers as he feels her pressing down on him, grinding their sexes together as her hands grab the back of his head, forcing him harder into her chest...

"Does it feel good, Mark?" He hears her whisper, her mouth against the top of his head as he continues to suckle, nibble and bite at her breasts. "Tell me... "

But the boy cannot pull himself away to answer, so engrossed is he with her fleshy tits, her hot cunt that is sliding over his thick pillar.

"Tell me, baby. Tell mommy how it feels." She says insistently.

This time, he does respond as he feels something tighten around his throbbing shaft, causing him to break contact with her breasts and gasp out.

"Mmmm. You liked that."

Looking up he sees her looking down at him with a (smug?) grin on her face.

Fuck! She looks so horny!

And suddenly the lust literally explodes in him. With an almost inhuman growl, he rolls the two of them over so that he is on top, causing his mother to giggle before he jams his mouth against hers, his lower body slamming into hers.

Grabbing her shoulders, he starts to give it to her hard and fast. Her cries at each deep penetration muffled within their sealed lips while his tongue seeks out hers.

He can feel her fingers on his back, the nails digging in and trying to pierce his gown.

Again and again he slams into her, pushing every inch of his enraged tool deep inside. Forcing her to stretch to take him like never before. The bedsprings creaking louder than ever as they accompany the heavy slapping and muffled moans.

Deep inside his mother, his cock starts to expand even more as the seeds within his bloated balls prepare for their journey...

Sunil grunts with the effort, feelling the hot water washing over him as he thrusts urgently against his sister.

"Ughh! Ughh! Ughh!" He hears her grunt in return as each thrust pressed her harder against the side of the shower cubicle, forcing her large brown mellons to spread across the frosted glasses.

"I...ughh...wonder...ughhh...if....Janice...ughhh.. .and Mark...ughhh...are having such a....Gods you are deep!...good...ughhh....time?" Devi manages to gasp out.

"Dunno." The boy says, starting to feel the efforts of this latest bout of fucking.

He has other things to concentrate on!

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