I woke up alone with a smile on my face, and a severe case of morning wood. Seemed a shame to waste it.I got up, stretched, stroked my shaft, and headed for the bathroom. After a few seconds I was able to relax enough to relieve myself. I shook myself dry, patted the end with some TP as a courtesy, and stroked myself back to full-hardness as I walked down the hall.Mom's door was open, and she was lying in bed, a single sheet partially covering her. She looked so beautiful and serene it made my heart ache.I climbed on the bed, and pressed my cock against her lips."Suck your son, Mom," I told her firmly.She didn't move, and I rubbed my cock up and down against her lips, shaking her shoulder softly."Suck your son, Mom," I repeated.I saw a hint of a smile, and her mouth opened. I eased my cock inside, and started stroking between those sexy lips.She turned a little, toward me, and sucked softly. No special moves, no attempt to take me down her throat, just a simple, willing suckin
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