his limited experieWhen Rose awoke the next morning, every muscle from the waist down hurt and her pussy felt like it had been invaded by a baseball bat. Jake was still asleep beside her, uncovered. He was laying on his side facing her and his long, although now limp cock hung over his upper hip with the head resting on the mattress beneath him. She marveled at its size even now and wondered what she was going to do after the previous night’s impromptu fuck session. She knew she had done the one thing she shouldn’t have by choosing to meet his immediate needs rather than coach him through the moment by teaching him the value of waiting for the right girl to come along. She would have even been better off if she had just called one of her hooker friends to come over and work out a few loads with him. But no she had to take it upon herself to actually fuck her son and give him hope in all the wrong things with the one person he should not touch like that. What had she been thinking? But she loved the entire experience, she loved him and always had, and she knew now it would happen again and again. But Jake’s future would eventually demand a woman closer to his own age, so Rose knew that she – and her bed – could not hang onto this forever or even for the long term. Like the Scarlet O’Hara character in Gone with the Wind, she decided she would think about that “tomorrow”.

Rose then noticed in the dim light of early morning that Jake’s cock was stiffening. Morning wood. Almost show time again. Was it back in the saddle or was she going to draw the line between the night before and rest of their lives or was she going to extend last night into an all day affair since she had the day off? As soon as she reached out and wrapped her beautiful, slim fingers around his rigid shaft, she knew the answer.

When Jake opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was his beautiful mother looking into his and the first thing he felt was her gentle hand wrapped around his cock, slowly stroking it.

“Mom?”

“Yes, Jake?”

“After last night, are you…going to…throw me out of the house? I know I was wrong to let it all get so out of hand and I know it was wrong to want you so bad and…”

Rose put her finger to his lips to quiet him.

“I may throw you out of the house. But not until you have cum several hundred more times with me,” she said with a smile. “So if you want to get tossed out, you better start cumming for me.”

With that somewhat mixed message, Rose went down on her son and took his large cock head into her mouth and began sucking on it. She could not fit more than the first couple of inches in her mouth because of its diameter and overall size. She made up for it by using one hand to stroke it and another to play with his large balls. She was now hovering over him, aiming his cock straight up in the air. She let go of his balls and wrapped both hands around his shaft, one over the other, and pumped his cock as she sucked his head.