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Then it hit me, unexpectedly. Maybe it was the combination of my long overdue sexual release coupled with the enormity of my sin, but suddenly an emotional wave of guilt and panic came over me. I honestly could not believe I had just done what I had done. I had just had the most intense, powerful and longest orgasm of my life, and I had it with my stepson’s fist inside me and his lips and tongue on my clitoris. I could not believe I had allowed this to happen.“Oh, baby, I am so, so very sorry,” I sobbed, as tears began to flow uncontrollably. “I never meant for anything like this to happen. I promise, it will never happen again.” I was crying hysterically now. My chest was heaving up and down as a sobbed, tears streaming down my cheeks landing on my t-shirt. Robert pulled me close, hugging me deeply, attempting to comfort me and calm my crying. “Mom, it was a beautiful, beautiful thing. There is nothing to be sorry about. I love you, and I want to make love to you. This is what I have wanted for a long time.” His words only seemed to heighten my guilt and emotional release. I sobbed harder.“It was terribly, terribly wrong of me to let this happen, baby. You are my stepson. I should never have let this get this far. I should never have even let this get started. I should never have let my weakness allow me to use you this way. I promise, baby, almanbahis it won’t happen again.”Robert’s fingers lifted my chin to look into his eyes. “Mom, I want it to happen again, and again. I need you and want you.” He paused for a second, took my hand and placed it on his erect penis and said, “Mom, I need to cum again. I need it bad. I need your help.”My hand rested on his erection as I tried to think. I tried to clear my head, but could not. My tears were still flowing freely, falling down my cheeks and on to my t-shirt, but my uncontrollable sobbing had subsided slightly. My chest was no longer heaving uncontrollably. I felt his erection pulsing under my hand, inviting me, no actually begging me to service it. Each pulse of his cock under my hand sent a shock of guilt through me. How did I ever get in this situation? It seemed silly to me to refuse to assist Robert with his engorged penis in the context of what I had just allowed him to do to me. On the other hand I was losing complete control of the situation. Or maybe I never had any control?I looked at his penis, uncertain of what to do. More confused than I have ever been before, I slowly and tentatively encircled my fingers around his shaft. I remember being absolutely amazed again at the thickness of my stepson’s cock. Gently, I began stroking up and down the entire length. almanbahis yeni giriş “I shouldn’t be doing this, Robert. This is wrong.” But I could not refuse my boy in this situation, I just couldn’t. I remember thinking that Robert might be too big. I remember thinking that he might actually be too big for a normal woman to accommodate. My god, his cock was so thick and long. He was leaking some trace amount of fluid and this made the head very slippery. After a minute or two of my stroking him up and down, Robert was rocking his hips in time to my strokes, humping up into my fist. Robert placed his hand behind my head, gently nudging me toward his hard, throbbing cock. I understood what he wanted, but hesitated. “Robert, I can’t do that.”“Mom, please. It will help. Please.” “Baby, I shouldn’t be doing any of this.” “Mom, I need your help right now. I need you so badly. Please.” I stared at his rigid penis. He had found my weakness. He instinctively knew I simply could not deny any man whom I loved anything. It just wasn’t in me to say no to a man I loved. And I loved this young man more than I have ever loved anyone. Robert reached up and placed his hand behind my head once again. This time, I did not rebuke him. I allowed him to push my head closer to his cock. I think Robert and I both new I would do what he wanted me almanbahis giriş to do. He continued to gently guide my head towards his rigid pole. After initially resisting, I slowly relented, and leaned forward until my face was only a few inches from his penis, Robert continuing to guide my head forward. I stared at the large bulbous head for several seconds before I started gently kissing the head. I could smell and taste the trace sperm that was leaking out. Next, I slowly opened my mouth to allow the head to slip past my lips. He was large, and I was forced to open my jaw wider than was comfortable just to allow the glans past my lips. I remember so vividly how the texture of the skin felt so incredibly smooth against my lips and tongue. It had been several years since I had taken a man’s penis into my mouth; but I did not remember the texture of the head of other men’s cock being this remarkably smooth and soft. My stepson’s was. I began sucking slightly, wrapping my tongue around the underside of the ridge that separated the shaft from the glans. I was moving my mouth up and down, taking only two to three inches of him into my mouth. I could feel his hips rock upward to meet my movements, trying to push deeper in my mouth. I resisted trying to take him deeper in my throat, preferring to stimulate the head using my lips and tongue. Robert placed his hand on the back of my head and attempted to push my head further down so that his cock would be forced deeper into my throat. I arched my head upwards, and took his cock out of my mouth, “Whoa there, you let me drive” I admonished.
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