'The message you just sent about your long, thick, hard cock sliding in and out of your mother's deep, hot, wet pussy, that really got me going,' she breathed. 'I'm struggling hard not to come all over myself thinking about that. Thinking about you... in me...

'Thinking about me... moulded around you...'

'I wish I was in bed with you right now,' Ben groaned.

'Really? What would you do if I invited you over?'

'I'd love to have hot, passionate sex with you,' he answered and then swallowed dryly. His mother gasped. Just to have heard him say that to her drove her further to the edge.

'Gosh! You'd really...