Darren opened the door to his parents'star sign ... tossed his rucksack on the floor in the foyer ... and called out to his female parent that he was home ... then braced himself for her traditional"welcome family"onslaught.

He had just driven three 60 minutes from Cornelius Vanderbilt University back to his house in Memphis after finishing his final exam to conclude out his secondly semester in college. He figured he'd spend the summer relaxing a bit ... maybe even get a part-time job ... before heading back for the start of his sophomore year the travel along autumn.

His female parent ... Marissa ... poked her head out of the kitchen when she heard her son's part. With a loud squeal, and a huge smile on her face ... she flew down the hall in his direction ... launching herself into his arms ... as usual ... while Darren stood by the front room access in the foyer, chuckling.

Marissa wrapped her son up in a big hug ... kissing his neck and case all over, while Darren stood there and grinned ... letting her enjoy the moment ... as she celebrated his rejoinder from school in her typical, yet unique way that only she could pull off.

Darren was a big guy ... about 6'marvelous, with unsubtle shoulders and a fit, muscular figure ... and his mother was only about 5'4"... kind of slender, but with an incredibly nice body for someone in her forties ... including large, D-cup tit that she pressed into his breast, as she draped herself all over him. He held her off the background and laughed, as she wiggled around in his arms ... caressing and hugging his neck until her ‘ welcome home'blitzkrieg had finally run its course.

Once she'd settled down, Marissa grinned up at her son's smiling face, and exclaimed,"Oh, honey ... you finally made it home ... I've been waiting all day for you to get here ..."

As Darren released her from their initial embrace, his female parent started rambling on for a few moments ... asking question after enquiry, without really waiting for an answer.

"How was the private road home ? ... Any problems with the car ? ... How'd you do this semester ? ... Are you athirst ?"

He laughed, and said,"Everything's amercement, mom ... how're you ?"

Marissa took a deep breath, said,"Really great, now that you're back family".... then she reached between his legs ... grabbed the excrescence in his drawers, gave it a squeeze, and added,"But holy shit, Darren ... you have no thought how much I've missed this !"

Darren chuckled again, as his mother massaged the shaft of his peter through his jeans for a instant ... running her finger along the firm, oblong abstract of his cock ... then, knelt down in front line of him and kissed the head of his prick through his gasp, as she began to work the buckle on his belt.

Smiling up at him with a lewd grinning on her cheek, Marissa unbuckled her son's swath and pulled his zip down ... then yanked his trousers down to his human knee ... allowing Darren's cock to spring relinquish in front line of her face ... the round, bellied oral sex slapping against her cheek ... as his farsighted, dangling schlong swung lazily back and forth between his thighs.

Marissa let her eyes be adrift down to the already semi-hard bloomer in movement of her ... then, staring at it greedily, she wrapped one helping hand around the thick, veiny shaft ... while using her other hand to gently massage Darren's overweight nutsack ... mumbling to herself about how great it felt to birth her son's beautiful tool in her hands again.

With her eyes locked onto his stiffening erection, Marissa began pumping her son's impressive prick ... running her manus from the ingurgitate infrastructure ... up to the all-embracing, mushroom-shaped head word ... and back again ... over and over and over ... as she leaned forward and used her tongue to puzzle out up and down his growing quill ... then smothered the quivering tip with bantam trivial kisses.

Marissa glanced up at the appreciative grinning on her son's face, then back down at his expanding erection ... and, giggling to herself ... sucked the red, rubberlike tip into her mouth.

With Darren's stiffening terminal sliding in and out of her backtalk, his mother smiled up at her son while bobbing her head back and Forth on his swollen phallus ... suction and flicking the ridge around the tip with her tongue ... as his throbbing hard-on bounced against the binding of her throat.

Darren stood with his eye closed, and his hands on his hip ... gently thrusting his hips into his mother's bobbing head.

It didn't take long before he suddenly caught his breath ... grabbed her straits with both hands ... then rocked his rose hip ... and let out a raspy, guttural moan ... as he blasted rope after rope of hot, creamy splooge into his mother's open mouth.

"Oh, piece of tail ... oh, fuck ... yeah ... just like that ... keep back going ... keep go ........ awwwwww fuuuuuccckkkkk ... holy shit, mom ... you give the advantageously ‘ welcome home'cock sucking in the world !"

Marissa giggled, as she continued sucking on Darren's erupting cock and stroking his fixed shaft ... until he finally finished cumming, and released her head teacher from his grip.

Still smiling, Marissa used her backtalk and lips to clean off her son's slimy scratch ... while pulling out the end few bead of cum with her paw ... then licking them off the tip of his fuckup with her tongue.

When she was done, she playfully slapped his still-hard erection, and watched it sway back and Forth between his legs, grumble,"Holy shit, Darren ... what an absolutely incredible hammer ... and you're always so know hard ... my God, I've missed this ... ”, as she tucked it back into his pants and pulled up his zipper.

She stood up ... gave him a quick candy kiss on the back talk ... then patted the gawk in his pants, and asked,"So ... are you hungry ? I can make you a sandwich to tide you over until dinner when your father gets home."

Darren said,"Yeah ... a sandwich sounds good ”, as he leaned down to grab his haversack from the level in the entranceway.

Marissa nodded at the rucksack in his hand, and said,"Go ahead and toss your dirty apparel in the laundry room ... I'll throw in a load after dinner."

Darren laughed and said,"How do you know I have dirty clothes in here ?"

His female parent chuckled, and said,"You always bring a bunch of dirty clothes home with you ”, then she grinned at him and added,"Besides, I can smell them, honey ... this is not my first rodeo."

While Darren tossed his rucksack into the laundry room, Marissa went into the kitchen and pulled stuff out of the cupboard and icebox to make him a sandwich. As she worked at the replication, her son joined her in the kitchen ... grabbed a soda from the fridge ... then sat at the dinette table watching her work.

Darren couldn't help but check out his mom's ass as he sat behind her at the tabular array ... and her breasts were so turgid and cernuous, he could even see some side of meat boob stretching out her skin-tight crop-top, as he looked her up and down from across the kitchen. He smiled to himself, thinking about how prosperous he was to have a MILF for a mother ... who actually enjoyed sucking and fucking her son's dick every prospect she got.

As she laid out the bread and began making his sandwich, Marissa smiled at him and asked,"So, are you seeing anyone up at college ?"

He chuckled, and said,"well, a eldritch site kind of popped up recently."

"Oh, really ... what was it ?"

"wellspring ... about a twosome of calendar week after the semester started, my roommate's girlfriend was in our dorm room waiting for him to get back from his biology lab. She was horny and bored ... and she ended up giving me a cock sucking before he got back to the room."

Marissa paused what she was doing, looked over at her son, and asked,"holy place shit, hon ... so, what happened ?"

"fountainhead ... nothing, really. My roommate never found out, or anything ... but now, every time she's in our room while he's still at stratum, or at his job in the Student Union, she wants to give me a blowjob or have a quick fuck before he gets back to the room."

Marissa laughed as she finished making the sandwich, and said,"So ... is that good or bad ?"

Darren grinned, and said,"wellspring, she's beautiful ... has a really dainty snatch ... and gives incredible blowjobs ... so, I'm gon na go with ‘ in effect'..."

His mother laughed, as she put the sandwich on a plate, brought it over to the kitchen board, and said,"So ... anyone else besides your roomie's girlfriend ?"

As she placed the plate in front end of her son, he said,"Yeah, a few ... one in picky ... she's in my Economics 101 class ... she really likes to make love, so whenever we go out, that's really all we do. She's pretty cool down, too ... has a really nice body ... great tits."

Marissa grinned ... pulled the elastic, decollete neckline of her thin crop-top down past her leave behind bosom ... allowing her ample titty to pop out and sway back and forth in front line of Darren's face ... then, playfully asked,"amend than mine ?"

Darren laughed, grabbed her exposed tit with one hand, and pulled it toward his mouth so he could suck his mother's unshakable mammilla into his mouth ... murmuring around it,"Of course not, mom ... you still have the greatest pap I've ever seen ... and your nipples ... my God, they're incredible !"

Marissa giggled at the compliment, then teasingly pulled her nipple out of his mouth ... chuckling at the disappointed look on his boldness when she did.

Darren's eyes tracked her au naturel, wobbling boob and long, taut mamilla as his female parent sat down at the dinette put off following to him ... her naked breast still hanging out of her top ... and watched him relish the sandwich she'd made for him.

They continued chatting about his previous semester for a spell, including menial stuff ... like classwork, professors, dating, and cafeteria food ... then, when Darren was done eating ... she stood up and reached for the evacuate plate on the table in front end of him.

Before taking it to the sink, she stood by the table for a bit ... and, grinning mischievously ... she took her still uncovered boob in her discharge hand ... squeezed the soft, boob human body until her midst, throbbing tit was sticking out like an eraser on the end of a pencil ... then nudged it against her son's lips. He happily sucked it into his sassing ... teasing and flicking it with his lingua ... before she giggled, pulled it back out with a ‘ plop ’, then took his discharge plate over to the sink.

As she cleared the kitchen table and put away the remnants of the sandwich stuff on the counterpunch, she said,"You might want to direct upstairs to adopt a shower and clean up ... your father should be home in about an time of day, and I'll start dinner then."

Smiling at his female parent's teasing caper, and slowly shaking his head, Darren got up from the tabular array and trudged up the steps to take a shower ... unconsciously adjusting his dick through his jeans ... and thinking to himself that coming home was one of his preferent parts of being away at college.

A few arcminute later, Marissa decided to throw his dirty clothes into the washer right away, rather than waiting until after dinner, and headed upstairs to grab her son's clothes that he'd been wearing to add to the load.

She slipped quietly into the privy ... grabbed his discarded clothes from the base ... then glanced over and saw her son standing beneath the affectionate spray of the piddle through the glass walls of the exhibitor stall.

She simply stopped for a moment ... and gazed admiringly.

Smiling to herself, she stood and watched her son's semi-hard pecker jiggling around between his peg ... the long, thick rod sticking out from his pelvis ... with a slender bend to the shaft ... and the all-inclusive, bulbous head pointing at the exhibitor floor in front of him ... as he stood with his eyes closed, vigorously rubbing shampoo through his darkness, curly hair.

With a sensory faculty of déjà vu ... and a smiling pulling at the corners of her mouth ... Marissa realized that this situation was reminiscent of the first base fourth dimension she'd discovered her son's incredible shaft, back when he was a elder in high school.

He'd come plate after wrestling praxis, and was taking a shower in his toilet ... much like he was at the moment. She'd snuck in to get his dirty clothes for a load of wash, and caught mass of him through the glass cascade carrell ... stroking his surprisingly big hard-on ... moaning and rocking his rosehip into his pumping fist ... as he jerked himself closer and closer to an orgasm.

She'd been so mesmerized ... and aroused ... that she'd just stood and watched ... until he'd let out a loud, raspy oink ... and blasted a massive onus of cum all over the tiled bulwark in front of him.

She couldn't believe how erotic it had been ... nor how ruttish she'd become ... his huge, thick hard-on sliding back and Forth in his pumping fist ... and then spewing stream after watercourse of creamy, Edward Douglas White Jr. spunk almost two feet, until it splattered onto the wall in figurehead of him. She'd barely been capable to support up, as she'd reached underneath her sundress, and rubbed her incredibly wet twat through her panties.

Her smile grew, as she remembered how startled Darren had been when she joined him in the shower, although he'd quickly and enthusiastically embraced the situation.

She'd knelt down in front of him, and sucked his spent dick until it was fully put up again ... which hadn't taken any sentence at all ... then he'd fucked her from behind, while she stood under the warm atomizer from the shower read/write head ... hang over ... with her legs spread, and her hands on the wall for support ... her threatening, pendulous tits slapping into each early ... over and over ... making loudly, wet clapping sounds as they flailed around beneath her.

After that meter in the cascade, Marissa had awakened her son with a handjob or blowjob every morning after her husband left for the office. They usually fucked at to the lowest degree once after Darren got home from school, too ... finishing up just in meter for her to prepare dinner for the syndicate by the time her husband pulled into the driveway after driving home from work.

With the memory of that kickoff meter dancing around in her head ... and seeing Darren's near-boner slapping against his thigh in front of her ... Marissa realized she was getting incredibly horny again ... even more than usual.

She casually ran one bridge player up inside her thin, stretchy crop-top ... squeezing her diffused, pillowy bosom, and roughly tweaking her rigidifying nipples ... while using her former helping hand to rub between her legs ... gently caressing her quivering vulva through her yoga pants.

She wasn't really surprised to find that her pussy was already wet ... between sucking her son's dick in the anteroom, and him teasing her mammilla in the kitchen ... and now, seeing his impressive semi bouncing around in the cascade ... her integral physical structure was deliciously titillated, and tingling with arousal.

With a concluding appreciative coup d'oeil at her son's dangling prick, and a lubricious grin on her side, she slipped back out of the toilet, while Darren finished rinsing off in the shower.

A few proceedings later Darren walked out of the bathroom and sauntered ... naked ... into his bedroom ... briskly drying his tousled mop of pilus with a towel as he went ... causing his midst, diskette cock to jiggle around between his pegleg ... as he made his way out of the bathroom.

When he got to his chamber, he stopped suddenly ... an appreciative smiling spreading across his case, as he saw his mother lounging on his bed ... completely naked.

She was sitting in the heart of the mattress ... her hands propped behind her for keep ... with her stage spread apart ... her shaven slit exposed between her thigh ... and her gravid, nodding chest swaying gently back and Forth River in front of her.

Darren draped the towel he'd been using around his neck, and held onto both remainder of it, as he rested a hip against the bedroom threshold shape and savored his mother's ravishingly naked body ... his eyes darting back and Forth between her ample, jiggling dope and her plump, glistening vagina. He didn't have to look to know that his cock had automatically begun to stiffen between his legs.

smile invitingly, Marissa let her eyes roam up and down her son's impressive form ... the broad shoulder, the narrow articulatio coxae, the rascally smile ... eventually coming to reside on his growing boner.

With her eyes locked onto his nearly erect erection, she reached between her peg and used one hand to spread her moist pussy back talk apart, then slipped two fingers inside her wet pussy ... enjoying the flavor on her son's human face as he watched her digit and play with herself.

After a moment, or two, she used that hand to find her engorged clitoris with her finger ... fervidly rubbing the pulsating nub back and Forth River ... while using her other hand to gently squeeze one of her soft, overweight boobs.

Completely hypnotized by her son's growing hard-on ... Marissa continued fondling her titmouse and flicking her swollen button ... occasionally pulling on one of her rock-hard nipples ... as an at hand climax began to blossom between her legs. She found it incredibly arousing to check her son's dick become fully erect just from him watching her naked body and probing fingers.

Marissa suddenly caught her breathing space ... then, closed her eyes and let out a keening moan ... as an intense, tingly climax erupted between her legs, and coursed through her entire body.

She mumbled,"Oh, shtup ... oh, fuck ... oh, fuck .... ooohhhhhhh, fuuuuccckkk .... that feels amazing ..."

After enjoying her warm, sensuous orgasm, Marissa opened her eyes, and looked at her son's raging blooper ... then glanced up at his face, and asked,"So .... are you set for a proper ‘ Welcome dwelling'screw ?"

Darren laughed, and said,"Are you kidding ? I thought you'd never ask ... ”, then with an appreciative grin, he added,"You know ... the girls at schooling are fun, but none of them can concord a candle to you, mom."

He dropped his towel, then walked across the room toward the bed ... his unbending pole sticking straight out from his pelvic girdle, and bouncing around in straw man of him as he went.

Marissa's eyes tracked her son's pulsating prick as he approached ... anticipating that he'd climb onto the bed ... hunker in between her scatter wooden leg ... and immediately shove his straining cock into her dripping wet slit ... which she desperately wanted him to do.

Instead, he surprised her when he crossed the room ... his steely rod swaying back and forth with every pace ... but, rather than climbing onto the bed, he grabbed her thighs and pulled her to the edge of the mattress ... pushed her pegleg apart ... then knelt down, and shoved his face into his mother's glistening vagina.

Marissa giggled, and said,"delay ... w-what ... what are you doing, hon ?"

Darren didn't answer, he just began running his tongue up and down the loose-fitting wet slice between his mother's pussy back talk ... then slid two fingers into her dripping wet cunt, while finding her pig out nub with his sass and tongue.

"Oh, diddlyshit ... what ... wait ... oh, damn, that feels good ... goddamn, hon ... I didn't know you could do that ... oh, yeah ... retain going ... yeah, just like that ... oh, my God ... yeah ... go along going ..."

While her son flicked her clitoris, and finger-blasted her twat, Marissa grabbed the back of his headspring and rocked her hip ... pulling him toilsome into her totally douse snatch ... and grinding her distend clit against his warm, wet lingua ... until an explosive, leg-shaking climax racked her total body.

"Oh, piece of ass, that feels incredible ... yeah ... right there ... right there ... oh, my God ... oh, my God ... oh, sleep together .... that feels so fucking good ..."

After reveling in her intense climax for a few minutes, Marissa propped herself up on her articulatio cubiti, and looked down at her son's human face ... smiling up at her from between her leg ... his cheeks and chin smeared with puss juices from her Recent epoch orgasm.

"For fuck rice beer, hon ... that was terrific ... where'd you learn how to do that ?"

Wiping his mouth with the cover of his hand, Darren chuckled, and said,"That girl from my Economics class ... she really likes to have her pussy eaten out ... so, she taught me how to do it."

Marissa laughed, and said,"fountainhead ... she gets an A+ for teaching you that ... holy shit, that took my breath away ! ”, then she giggled, and added,"Holy shit, hon ... look at my legs ... they won't plosive trembling ..."

Darren got up from his knee joint ... stood by the bed between his mother's bedcover pegleg ... and casually stroked his stiff, throbbing boner until it was harder than ever. His female parent stared at it hungrily ... then reached over ... replaced his hired hand with hers ... then began sliding her finger up and down the shaft of his duncish erection, mumbling,"Oh, my God, I've missed this ... I need this inside me, hon ... it's been way too long ...."

He chuckled, and said,"I think I can serve with that ”, as he pushed her onto her back, and crawled onto the bed ... pushing her knees apart, and exposing her dripping wet cunt, trembling with anticipation.

With his eyes darting back and Forth between her wobbly tits and gaping vagina, Darren grabbed the pecker of his rigid hard-on ... rubbed the red, bellied tip up and down between her glistening labia ... then leaned forward and slowly shoved it inside her.

Marissa let out a whispery groan as he entered her ... grabbed his ass cheek, and pulled him unvoiced into her grab, grumble,"Oh, fuck yeah ... stuff it in there ... my God, you're so fucking huge ... I can't separate you how a great deal I've been looking forward to this."

Darren smiled as he began to rock his articulatio coxae ... sliding his stiff boner farther and farther into his female parent's kitty-cat with every forward lunge ... until he was balls-deep inside her sloppy wet cunt.

Marissa moaned, and muttered,"Holy asshole, love ... you go so fuck deep ! Yeah ... just like that ... screw, yeah ... slam it in there ... oh, yeah ... even harder ... yeah, like that ... darn, that feels amazing !"

Grinning at the euphoric expression on her side, Darren picked up the pace ... slamming his midst, unbending terminal in and out of his mother's pussy like a piston ... and watching with shiny heart as her leaden, fleshy knocker thrashed wildly between them ... slapping into her chin with every one of his muscular thrusts.

Grunting from the force play of her son's lurch, Marissa spread her legs a little farther apart, and pulled him harder into her totally soppy snatch ... their organic structure making loud slapping noises, as their rose hip smacked into each early with every stroke.

Darren moaned and grunted, as he pounded away at his mother's puss, while she rocked her hips to match his hammering hard-on, and muttered,"Goddamn, dearest ... yeah ... retain going ... yeah ... oh, shit, that feels incredible ... yeah ... keep going ... my God, I can't get plenty of your pecker ... yeah ... just like that ..."

It didn't take long before Marissa suddenly arched her back ... twerking her hips so that her well clit rubbed perfectly against her son's thick, rigid rotating shaft ... then let out a keening wail, as another intense, overwhelming coming cascaded through her body like a warm, tingly waterfall.

Darren slowed down slightly, as his mother closed her middle and savored her unbelievable, leg-shaking orgasm. After a few delectable moments, she opened her eyes again ... locked her mortise joint around his lower spine, and said,"okay ... now finish ... it's all you, honey."

With a licentious grin on his face, Darren picked up the pace again ... leaning back so he could watch her overweight boobs thrash around between them ... her midst, stiff nipples pointing straight up at the ceiling, and floating back and forth on her flailing tits like reel in disruptive waters. He pounded his tight rod in and out of her totally drenched slit ... again and again and again ... until he suddenly caught his breathing place ... and blasted respective streams of hot, creamy splooge all over the wall of her soaking wet cunt.

He kept pounding away between his female parent's legs ... even after he'd finished cumming ... until gobs of jizzm were leaking from around his pumping tool, and trickling down the fling between her ass cheeks.

When he finally ran out of steam, he plopped himself down on top of her ... both of them gasping for air, and trying desperately to hitch their breath.

As they laid on the bed ... moaning and mumbling about how great it felt ... they suddenly heard the sound of the garage door opening. Marrisa's supercilium shot up, and she muttered,"Holy SOB, Darren ... that's your Father-God ... what the Hell time is it ? ”, as she looked over at the clock on her son's dark stand.

sightedness that it was much former than she thought, Marissa pushed her son off of her ... watching with ecstatic taste as he pulled his still rock-hard pratfall out of her saturated, overflowing pussy.

grinning and shaking her head in incredulity, she clambered off the bed, mumbling,"For nookie sake, Darren ... how the sin do you Loretta Young guys stay so hard all the clock time ?"

He laughed and said,"I don't know, mom ... I guess it's just a skill ... like anything ... snake pit, I could go again right now, if dad wasn't home already !"

Marissa giggled, and said,"Now you're just teasing me ... ”, as she jumped off the bed and scrambled out of her son's sleeping room ... totally naked ... so she could run into the master sleeping accommodation down the lobby to clean house up.

As she was leaving Darren's sleeping room, she said over her shoulder joint,"Go say ‘ hi'to your Father ... and tell him I'm taking a prompt shower ... I'll get dinner started in a few minutes."

As she stepped out into the hall ... Marissa stopped for a moment ... leaned her top dog back into her son's bedroom ... smiled, and said,"It's good to have you home, son. ”