Hypnotized by the erotic sight of my slick shaft stroking in and out of Mom's hot pussy, I fucked the love of my life harder than I had ever fucked anyone. Our pubic hair matched in color and mashed together on my forceful down strokes.

We neared our first mother-son climax. Mom's face remained hidden under the sheet while she clung to her fantasy of incest, her way of dealing with our sinful copulation. I lowered down and merged our sweaty bodies. Her hands wrapped around my back, hugging me tightly. Unlike our hugs in the past, there was no silk nightie separating us. Our hot, naked flesh melded together,...