"You'd do anything, huh, Heather?" I growled low, licking her clit in a slow, deliberate circle—tongue pressing firm, feeling it throb under me as her body jerked.

"Ahh… Alex… please don't go…" she begged, losing to me completely, losing to the lust, losing to her body's needs—voice wrecked, hips bucking subtle into my mouth, pussy gushing fresh.

"Pick up the call, Heather," I commanded, spitting thick on her pussy like it wasn't wet enough already—watching it mix with her juices, dripping slow. "Put it on speaker and leave it on the side."

She obeyed now—like a good thick slut, no fight left. Still in that exposed position—legs wide, ass off the edge, pussy on full display—she reached shaky for the phone, accepted the call, put it on speaker, and dropped it right beside her head on the mattress, screen glowing "Son."

A young voice came from the phone—worried, innocent. "Hello, Mom?"

"He-hello… son…" she struggled, voice cracking high as I licked her pussy slow—tongue flat up her slit, tasting her flood fresh, making her thighs quiver hard.

"You didn't pick up my last call… I was worried…" he said, concern real.

"Ah… yeah… I was doing some work… I'm on duty…" she managed, looking straight into my eyes—face burning shame, biting her lip hard to hold back moans as my tongue swirled her clit teasing, body jolting subtle.

"Are you okay, Mom?" he asked, hearing the strain in her voice.

"Ahh… yeah son… everything's okay…" she gasped soft, hand gripping the sheet white-knuckled as I sucked her clit hard sudden, making her arch. "How was college today?"

She barely contained her filthy moans—voice pitching high and broken, breath ragged and hot against the phone as my tongue thrust deep inside her, curling to hit every sensitive spot, making her walls clench wild around me.

"Yes, college was fine, Mom…" he said innocent, voice young and caring, completely clueless about what was happening on the other end—his hardworking mom spread wide, pussy devoured while she talked to him.

I was loving every moment—making this hardworking innocent mom moan with my touch while her son listened unknowingly, fuck, I was too far gone, dick throbbing angry, leaking precum from the dark thrill pushing me harder, the taboo making everything hotter.

I stopped licking her pussy—pulling back slow, chin dripping thick with her juices, looking straight into her glassy eyes, leaning over her body, pressing my full length dick along her pussy lips, sliding slow to coat it fresh, head nudging her clit teasing.

She burned hotter with shame as I got so close to her face now—while she talked to her son, breath mingling with mine, body trembling violent under me.

I put her right tit in my hand—fondling rough, squeezing the heavy weight, pulling it closer to my face, feeling the soft warmth overflow my palm, nipple hard begging.

She watched what I was doing—eyes wide, panic mixed with lust, biting her lip hard enough to leave marks as she held back her moans.

"You work so hard for my college tuition, Mom… I feel bad… I think I'm gonna do some part-time job…" he said innocent, trying to take some burden off his sweet mom while his mom was getting burdened with my thick dick rubbing her pussy, body trembling under me.

I licked her nipple slow—tongue swirling the hard peak, tasting the salt and heat, looking straight in her eyes as she struggled to answer, voice cracking.

"You don't have to think about that, baby… I'm your mom… and I will do anything to give you a better life…" she managed, voice cracking subtle with every word, eyes locked desperate on mine, pleading silent for mercy but begging for more, body arching slight into my mouth, pushing her heavy tit deeper between my lips like she couldn't help herself.

Then I put her nipple in my mouth—bit hard sudden, teeth sinking deep, tugging rough enough to make her back bow.

"Ahh…" she moaned loud, unable to contain—body jolting hard, pussy grinding against my dick frantic, clit throbbing from the pain-pleasure mix.

"Are you okay, Mom? What happened?" he asked concerned, voice worried now, young and innocent, hearing the strange sound clear through the speaker.

She froze—eyes wide, face burning crimson deeper, hand flying to her mouth quick to muffle any more sounds, fingers pressing hard over her lips, body trembling violent as shame flooded her completely, tears pricking her eyes from how close she came to being caught.

Her pussy clenched harder around nothing—I could feel it as my dick slid along her lips, touching hot and slick, leaking more thick juices from the risk alone, body betraying her shame with raw need, hips bucking subtle like she couldn't control the craving.

I bit again—sucking deep between bites, hand squeezing her tit brutal, fingers digging into the heavy flesh, kneading rough until it overflowed, thumb rolling the nipple swollen.

She whimpered muffled into her hand—body shaking violent, eyes locked on mine pleading silent for me to keep going, tears pricking from the intensity, desperate for the roughness she craved.

The innocent son worried—waiting for answer, voice young and concerned on the speaker.

"Mom… hello? What happened?" he asked again, worry rising.

I looked into her eyes—full of burning shame, tears rolling slow down her flushed cheeks from overwhelming lust, looking deep into mine as I broke her slowly, giving her silent permission to speak with a nod.

"Umm… everything's okay, son…" she managed, voice cracking high and shaky, barely able to speak through the lust crashing her, breath hitching as my tongue traced slow paths on her skin. "I just bumped my pinky finger into something…"

I licked her slow—from between her heaving boobs down to her navel, tongue flat and broad tasting the salty sweat and heat, tracing the soft curve of her belly, dipping into the navel teasing, making her jolt hard and moan muffled again into her hand, body arching off the bed.

"Be careful, Mom…" he said, voice full of innocent concern.

"Ahh… yeah… I'll be careful…" she gasped, words stumbling as my tongue flicked lower, breath ragged, eyes locked desperate on mine pleading silent.

I was now standing closer to her spread pussy—dick rubbing slow along her swollen lips, up and down the slick mess, it was fucking heaven, her thick motherly pussy leaking nonstop under my shaft while she talked to her son, juices coating me thick, mixing with my precum dripping heavy from the head.

My dick leaked more—precum stringing between us with every slide, mixing with her thick juices, making everything filthy slick.

"When are you coming back, Mom?" her son asked, voice casual, worried about his hardworking mother.

She's not coming back soon, I thought dark—putting my dick in hand, slapping the thick head on her pussy teasing the entrance, sharp wet smacks ringing soft, head nudging her hole open slight, stretching the lips.

How hot would it be to fuck her while she talked on the phone—deep thrusts while her innocent son chatted, hearing her struggle to sound normal.

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