I sucked him for a couple of minutes, even deep throating him a couple of times, enjoying the sound of his Mõ@ns.
Suddenly, the door opened downstairs.
Cory sighed, “Sh|t, now you definitely have to come to my room tonight.”
“You really want to come down Mommy’s throat?” I asked.
“And on your face and on your tits and all over your @$$ and finally inside your @$$,” he listed.
“Now that would be impressive,” I smiled.
“Kids are on their way up,” Cory warned.
“Then you’d better put your little man away,” I responded playfully, as I slid down the waterslide belly down and feet first to land in the chilly water with an awkward splash.
We headed back to our hotel rooms with Cory reminding me one more time, “My room as soon as you can.”
I smiled, “You really are insatiable. Not that that’s a bad thing.”
I returned to my room and Alex was lying in bed, clearly already on his way to snooze-ville.
I went and took a bath to wash off the chlorine. It was a long bath, giving me lots of time to replay this crazy day. Which got me horny again.
I climbed out of the tub, dried off and returned to the bedroom.
As I’d expected, Alex was already snoring away.
I went to my suitcase and selected a pair of sheer black thigh highs. I put them on in the bathroom, donned only a hotel robe, grabbed the room key and snuck out of my room and into my son’s, which was a few doors down. I saw he’d left the door slightly ajar and I walked in… closing and locking the door securely.
He was on the bed completely naked, watching some sports highlights.
He smiled fondly at me, “Black, my favourite colour.”
“Big, my favourite size,” I purred, gazing hungrily upon his flaccid ÇOçk.
“Like those tits you’ve been hiding from an unfortunate world all day,” he countered.
“What?” I asked, dropping the robe, “These old things?”
My son was speechless as he stared at my tits. Even though I was in my mid-forties, they were still very big, yet very firm.
“Like?” I asked.
“I used to suck on those?” he asked.
“Every day,” I nodded, climbing onto the bed to join him before asking, “Why? Would you like to revisit your childhood?”
“God, yes,” he nodded, as he sat up and cupped my Brë@šts with both hands.
“Mmmmmmm,” I Mõ@ned. “Now suck your Mommy’s N?pplës like a good boy.”
He did, swirling his tongue around my stiff N?pplë.
“That’s it baby, Mommy loves her N?pplës played with,” I Mõ@ned.
He surprised me a moment later as he grabbed me and tossed me onto my back, my head landing on a pillow. He surprised me again when he spread my legs and buried his face between them.
