My Son’s A Peeping Tom – I Want Him In My Asshole : Anal Mothers 14

My son Tom was laying about the house with nothing better to do, so I suggest he gets off his butt and cleans the windows, but I never imagined him getting off his butt meant getting in to mine!

Read how I catch him peeping on me and invite him in to the bedroom to have the naughtiest sex of all – anal sex!

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“I’m glad you think so,” I said.  “Now take off your pants.”

Again, silence.  “Mom?”

“Take off your pants,” I repeated.  “This gift requires that you do that.”

“Why?”

“Because I’m going to suck your cock, Tom” I said plainly.

Silence.

“Do you want me to do that or not?”

Tom said nothing and I thought I’d way overstepped the mark.  I was about to ask him to leave and forget all about it, but then I heard the buckle of his belt opening.

“Good boy,” I said, turning to watch as he unfastened the top of his pants.

He stood up from the bed and moved his jeans down his legs, stepping out of them and kicking them to the side.

I slid off the mattress onto my knees and put myself in front of him, looking up at the face of my son as he stared down, excited and nervous in equal measure.

“You ever had your cock sucked before?” I asked, rubbing his thighs.

“Yes,” he nodded.

I rubbed at his legs and stared forward at the growing bulge that pulled the tight boxer-shorts away from his skin.

He stared down, his mouth agape on that innocent face of his that belied the naughty thoughts he held.

I shook my brunette hair from my face and opened my gown a little more.

“Is that better?” I asked, showing him more and more of my tits.

He nodded, but the real answer sat right in front of me.  I could see the thick shaft of his cock stretching out from the middle of his boxer-shorts and making a break for the waist.

“You know,” I said, pulling slowly at the top of his underwear.  “If my face reminds you I’m your mother …” I watched the briefs slide down until I could see the shorn hair. “… Then I guess you’re going to have to fuck me from behind.”

He gasped just as the thick cylinder of flesh sprang up out of his pants.  I gasped too.  The sight before me was substantially bigger than I expected.  I gripped it quickly, feeling the smooth, hard flesh against my soft palm.

“That’s big,” I hushed to myself before addressing him again.  “And since you’re going to fuck me from behind,” I said, pushing back the skin of his cock and admiring the soft-pink hue of his taut crown.  “Then you might as well fuck my ass.”

He clenched his fist and closed his eyes at the thought, sucking a sharp gulp of air through his gritted teeth.

“Now have you ever done that before,” I asked, smirking.

“Never,” he said, looking down at me.

I kept my eyes locked on him as my face approached his cock, then I opened my full lips and planted them right over the tip, sucking it and pushing down on him as a heady groan escaped his lungs.

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