“Why should I mind? We both want Rajesh to be happy. Go on. Suck his cock and help him cum.”

I sat on the edge of the bed, heart hammering, and watched my mother take her son’s thick, glistening cock in her right hand. Veena hesitated only a second when she saw the clear bead of pre-come swelling at the tip. Then she stretched out her tongue and licked it away, slow and deliberate, tasting her own son for the first time. Her eyes fluttered. She closed her soft lips over the broad mushroom head and sucked hard. Her cheeks hollowed. Her heavy, hanging breasts swayed with every bob of her head.