My son’s laps 3

"Oh fuck," he moaned when I said that.

"I want to swallow your cum, son," I said as my orgasm rose through me.

"I'm not going to last much longer," he warned as he hammered my flooding hole.

I pushed him back, spun around, dropped to my knees, and sucked his big cock, wet with my cum.

I sucked him like the cum-hungry slut I was.

"Oh my God, Mom," he moaned, and in maybe a dozen more hungry bobs, he unloaded his warm, salty cum in my mouth, and it slid down my throat.

I kept sucking, milking his cock of every drop of his delicious cum, until he finally pulled out a minute or two later.

"Wow," he said.

"Yeah, wow," I agreed.

He pulled me up and kissed me again.

I kissed him back.

When he broke the kiss, he smiled and said, "Wow."

"Yeah," I nodded, feeling such warmth as I looked into his eyes.

"So, now what?" he asked.

"We return to the party," I said.

"I mean after that," he said.

"Well, your mother needs a load of cum a day at least, and she usually enjoys a good fucking every day, "I said. "Think you can manage that?"

"Yes, or I'll die trying," he joked, looking relieved and thrilled.

"Well, that would be a fun way to die," I smiled.

"Indeed," he said.

He kissed me again, and we both got ourselves dressed and looking respectable.

Five minutes later I was back at the party, having a drink, and wondering what lay ahead.

The end