Love

Lying on my belly, with my knees pulled up to my side and my back arched with my broad 42-inch ass pushed in the air.

I grunted hard as sweat dripped from my chubby, mature body.

I could feel my son's sweat drip onto my back as he pistoned his big cock into my stretched-out ass.

Holding on to my ass cheeks.

Foster hammered away at my guts ruthlessly and without mercy.

I loved it.

The vulgarity, deprivation, and lewdness drove me wild.

In the bedroom.
At this given moment we happen to be on the daybed on the back porch.
Foster treated me like a whore.

He has done everything from pumping my guts full of cum to jerking off on my face and a lot of things in between.

He sat me on a stool in front of him and used a dildo on me till I couldn't walk and talked on the phone while I sucked him off to orgasm.

We've been to dinner where I had a remote clit stimulator attached to me and a large green butt plug shoved up my ass.

I'm as big as slut as he wants me to be at any given moment and I love every second of it.

Public sex is not out of the question and a threesome is always looming.

Foster knows when it comes to having a threesome.
He is going to get two curvy mature women.

Hey, I'm just like him.
I like big tits and big asses.

Foster asked me after our first threesome if I planned on bringing in another man sometimes.

"Honey. It took me two years to get you to bed me.
Do you think I want another man sticking his dick in me?" I smiled at my son. "Besides, it will take one hell of a man to beat you in the cock department." I finished.

I learned very quickly though.
I needed to be a lot more limber if I was going fuck a man twenty years younger than me.

So, I started exercising and doing yoga.

I lost a few pounds.
30 to be exact.

I also tightened up.

My big ass got more pronounced and a lot firmer.
My fat tits found a new home and got fuller.
The bulge I had in my belly disappeared and was replaced with a light ripple of abs.

I had a sex drive before.

But, now I have a SEX drive.

Between the working out, yoga, and the nonstop hardcore sex Foster and I have.

I feel good and look good.

"Mindy? What's your secret to looking so good?" a women in my yoga class asked me one afternoon.

Smiling I looked her directly in the eye.

"Eight inches of very thick twenty-seven-year-old cock five times or more a week." I smiled proudly at her as her mouth dropped open with big eyes.

Two weeks later I had her blonde head buried between my thick thighs spraying pussy honey all over her face as Foster pounded away at her married pussy.

When I was married to Foster's father, I would blow him.
But, never swallow.
I'd do anal if I had enough to drink.

When I go down on Foster in the kitchen.
I don't stop till my eyes are bugging out and I have a belly full of cum.

After I did some reading and learned how to take care of myself and clean myself up.

Anal is a regular part of our sex life.

I fucking love getting fuckes up the ass.

I also carry a few rubbers in my purse.
Well, just in case I need a good ass fucking while we are out and about.

Foster is as about as loyal as they come.

He hides nothing from me and I do the same with him.

We don't hide our love either.
We don't have to.
No one knows that he is my son and I am his mother.

I don't care how wrong our relationship is.
I have no plans of ever stopping it