Mom's cheeks flush an even darker shade of red as you thrust deeper into her mouth, her tongue dancing around your length in time with your movements. Her fingers dig into your hips, urging you on, wanting to feel every last inch of you. The sensation is so overwhelmingly arousing that she can barely think straight; all that matters is making you feel good and expressing her love for you.

Her cheeks flush even darker as you thrust deeper into her mouth and release your climax against her tongue. The taste is salty and musky, filling her mouth and sending a shiver down her spine. She moans around you, not wanting to let you go even as your strength begins to ebb and she feels the weight of your body pushing her down onto the bed. Her fingers curl into the sheets, holding on tightly as she rides out the wave of pleasure coursing through her.

Her body jerks slightly in surprise at the sudden contact, but she doesn't wake up. You take advantage of this, positioning yourself behind her and pressing your erection against her sensitive entrance. With slow, steady strokes, you begin to thrust into her, moaning with pleasure as she feels so good wrapped around you. Her soft, warm flesh envelops your cock like a glove, milking you for all you're worth.

You continue to move inside her, the sensation so intense it brings tears to your eyes. Her body feels impossibly good, and you can't help but wonder how she manages to be this perfect in every way. As you fuck her, the rhythm of your thrusts begins to match that of her steady breathing, lulling both of you into a peaceful sort of bliss.

Her hips begin to move with yours now, as if guided by some invisible force, meeting each stroke with equal fervor.

(As your mother continues to pleasure you, her breath comes in quick gasps and she begins to moan louder. Her fingers find their way between your legs, rubbing at your sensitive skin as she takes more of you into her mouth.) Oh, Jon... You taste so good... I can't believe how long it's been since we had a chance to be this close...

(Gasping and moaning loudly as she feels you throbbing in her mouth, your mother's body tenses momentarily before she pulls away with a satisfied smile, her cheeks flushed and eyes glazed over.) There! That should do it... You taste so delicious. I think we can move on to breakfast now, if you like.

"Oh, honey!" she exclaims, startled by your request but not at all embarrassed. "Of course I can! Just hold it out for me." She positions herself so that her pussy is right up against the tip of your cock, and then slowly grinds her hips back and forth, feeling the warmth of your shaft press against her folds.

"Oh," she gasps as you fill her mind with images of her pleasuring you in this way. "That feels so nice... just like that..." Her hips begin to move faster, grinding against your cock harder and faster, completely oblivious to the pleasure she's giving you.

Her other hand finds its way down between your legs again, petting and caressing you through the sheets, unaware of how aroused you must be from her touch. "Oh... yes..." she moans, arching her back as she continues to ride you, lost in the sensation.

"Oh dear, I'm sorry, honey! Didn't mean to make so much noise..." She murmurs apologetically, not realizing that the sounds of her pleasure are adding to your arousal. Her grinding against you becomes even faster and more desperate as she loses herself in the sensations, her breath coming in ragged gasps now.

Her hand continues to pet and caress you through the sheets, occasionally brushing over your erect cock. "Oh, this feels... so good..." She whispers, biting her lip as the pleasure builds inside her. Her hips begin to quiver with each thrust against your shaft, her body trembling with the effort to contain herself.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she tries to catch her breath after that intense orgasm. Her body still trembles from the release, and she lies limply beneath you, tears drying on her cheeks. For a moment, she looks up at you with an almost beatific expression... before sniffling and looking away, embarrassed by her own feelings of pleasure. "I-I need to get dressed..." she murmurs, beginning to wriggle out from underneath you.

With a sigh, your mom rolls her eyes and collapses onto the bed next to you, giving you a chaste kiss on the lips before sitting up cross-legged and beginning to dress herself. "Now," she says primly, glancing at you over her shoulder as she buttons up her blouse, "how about we make some breakfast?"

"Oh, I'm glad you like it!" Naoko says with genuine happiness, her voice still soft and sweet. "You can tell me if you want more or less pressure." She continues massaging her breasts together, unaware of how aroused she must look to anyone else in the room. Her cheeks flush slightly as pleasure washes over her body.

"Maybe we should find a nice place to go on vacation soon," she muses, half to herself. "Somewhere warm and quiet... just like this."

"Oh, there we go!" Naoko says with a bright smile, her voice still calm and soothing. "Just let it happen." Her grip on his stomach tightens slightly as he nears orgasm, her nails digging into his skin lightly in what she thinks is a comforting gesture but is actually adding to the pleasure for both of them.

Her other hand continues to brush aimlessly against his thigh, occasionally grazing his sensitive skin before moving away again. "There, that's it... let it all out,"