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Roxie hummed and shook her ass as she happily made a snack for Wendall as she awaited his return from school. She could barely believe her little boy was now a 12th grader.
Hearing the bus rumble off, she looked at the clock. 12:15 on the dot. Since all the rest of Kyle's queens were out of the house, Roxie had it and her son all to herself and there was nothing else she needed.
"Mom?" called Wendall eagerly as he walked through the large door into the home.
"In here, honey!" replied Roxie in the kitchen, smiling as the energetic boy rushed to put his face between her juicy breasts, his bulge sticking nearly a foot from his crotch. He loved seeing her in her fully nude form, donning nothing but a pair of sexy red heels.
"I'm glad to see you too Winnie," she said, using her personal nickname for him, "did you have a good day?"
He quickly nodded, pulling out his math test, decorated with a bright green A+. "This is wonderful!" Roxie exclaimed, sticking it to the fridge, "you've just earned yourself a titfuck mister..."
"YAY!!!!" he shouted, jumping into the air. Roxie pulled him in for another hug, feeling his cock brush against her cunt. He then moved down to began to suck and lick her hard tits, exploiting all their sensitivities, getting her wetter and wetter as she dropped his cargo shorts and stroked his fully hard cock.
"What about your snack Winnie?" she asked, watching the thick drops of precum fall onto her udders and thighs.
"All I want to eat is your sweet pussy Mommy," he replied, making Roxie blush hearing her son talk so dirty to her. She gave a lick to her red painted lips, inching them closer to the bloated glans of his anxious son.
She gave his slit a tender and long kiss, sucking the precum off as she heard his soft moans. His eager young hands, so small yet so strong latched onto her ample hooters and began to grope them as she continued to kiss and lick his hot and throbbing pole.
His ballsack, looking like two tennis balls in a snack bag looked delicious, bearing his thick, creamy and hot cum, ready to fill every hole she had. Wendall moaned as Roxie swallowed his cock whole, paying special attention to his pressure points, the base, center and underside of his head.
Wendall's hands never left her breasts as he began to gently fuck back at her face, the two going in a slow speed as he enjoyed the feeling of her mouth and she savored the taste of his cock. She then removed it and sucked his nuts, loving the aroma of his cock laying across her face.
At one point in her life, she would never have imagined such feelings would ever occur between she and her son. But upon actually feeling it. His first time having sex as she lay on her bed on his (?) birthday, feeling his throbbing shaft forcing its way into her and driving her into 9 orgasms before he had his own.
She remembered her own mother saying she had often wished for a boy, someone to nurture and cherish, teaching him the glory of sex. Something that had been instilled in she and her sisters from birth.
Some days, she found it awkward. But those feelings all but went away each time she awoke to see Wendall's eyes full of love for her, his huge throbbing cock just waiting for her gentle touch.
Roxie sighed happily as she removed him from her mouth and shook her breasts back and forth watching her son follow them like a cat and a red spot.
"Oh mommy," he whispered, "your tits are perfect!"
