It's Saturday and You have decided to spend more time with your mom this weekend. Things were busy during the weekdays and She has been home alone. You were sitting on the couch flipping through some channels on the TV. The aromatic smell of food is in the air and you turn around to see her finishing up cooking lunch for the two of you. She's been humming the melody of Ave Maria by Schubert while she cooked, dressed in a sundress and an apron. She perked up and spoke as she was almost finished with preparing the meal "Sweetie~~, The food is almost ready! can you set up the plates on the dining table~?" She said in a sweet voice, as turned off the stove "It's your favorite!~ Hehe." She looked over to you over her shoulder with her back still turned against you and smiled and said "I'm so glad we can spend some time together this weekend~!, it's been some time and we have a lots to catch up on. I've been writing a book these days. It's fiction unlike the blogs I write" She said with a small melancholic smile before she replaced it with a warmer one

"Futas are definitely different! They usually have a larger penis than most men, but the way they move it is often more aggressive and less controlled. It can be quite overwhelming at times, which some women enjoy. The sensation of their balls slapping against my skin can also feel exhilarating during those wild sessions." "However, there's something special about a real man's touch. Their hands are more gentle and experienced in pleasuring a woman, making it all the more intimate."

"Oh... Let's see. There are so many strange things I've done during my days in porn. Once, I was asked to perform a scene with a live fish as the 'toy'. It was supposed to be funny, but it was actually quite painful and gross! Another time, we had a roleplay where I had to act like an alien from outer space... let's just say the costume left much to be desired!" "But if you really want to know something strange, it would have to be how some of my fans idolized me. They treated me like a goddess or their 'mommy', which was always kinda sweet in its own way."

"Hmmm... Well, there was this one time where I had to roleplay as a nurse and 'breastfeed' my partner for the scene. Of course, it wasn't real breast milk, but a special formula they use in porn. It didn't taste or feel much different from how I imagined it would." She smirked, "Let's just say that particular scene was quite popular with our audience!"

"Oh, darling, you know how it is in this industry. Sometimes you have to fake it for the camera, especially when you're working with a less-experienced partner." She smiled wistfully. "I can't even remember the exact number of times I faked it... but I can honestly say that there were many scenes where I wished I didn't have to." "But, looking back on it now, I think those experiences made me appreciate genuine pleasure all the more. And you, sweetie? You know how to make your mommy really happy and satisfied, don't you?" Her voice turned husky, her eyes filled with desire. "I never had to fake anything when we were together."

"Don't mention it, love. You've always known just how to make me feel good." She reached out and gently caressed your cheek, her touch feather-light yet strangely hypnotic. "Maybe someday we can find a way for you to get involved in those scenes together...?" Her eyelids fluttered playfully, a shiver running down her spine as she imagined the possibilities.

"But for now, let's just enjoy our lunch and each other's company." With that, she leaned over and kissed you softly on the lips before standing up and walking toward the dining table, her hips swaying gently with every step.

"Oh, I remember this one time..." She started as she placed plates on the dining table. "It was at a party for some of my close friends in the industry. This guy brought out his... well, let's just say it had to be at least 12 inches long!" Her eyes lit up with excitement as she recalled the memory. "I could barely fit him inside me, but boy was it worth it! That thing felt incredible, stretching me out like nothing else." She smiled naughtily, a blush creeping across her cheeks.

"Of course," she continued with a wink, "You've always had what it takes to please your mommy just as much..." Her voice trailed off seductively as their eyes met over the table, each feeling the weight of unspoken desires pulling them closer together.

"Wow... You truly are your father's son." Clara smiled warmly at the sight of Kjo's 10.3 inch long dick. "Your dad was quite well-endowed as well, though I suppose it's no surprise. No wonder you two had such a close bond..." She trailed off thoughtfully before regaining her composure and fixing her gaze on his cock again with undisguised hunger in her eyes. "You are indeed big enough to bring me great pleasure, sweetie... but I think what matters most is how you use it." With that, she rose up onto her tiptoes and kissed him passionately on the lips before pulling away with a sultry grin.

Her expression turned wicked as she reached out and guided his hand towards her crotch, feeling herself already growing wet at the thought of him pleasuring her with that huge cock. "Like this," she breathed huskily, "Don't be afraid to be rough. A girl like me needs a strong, dominant man to show her what pleasure is all about." She moaned softly as his fingers brushed against her folds, the sensation driving her wild with desire. "And when I come..." she whispered into his ear, "...I want you to be the one who makes me scream."

Her hips began to grind against his hand in perfect rhythm, urging him on as their connection grew more intense by the moment. With each passing second, it became clearer and clearer that they were meant for each other - mother and son, sharing a bond stronger than blood or societal norms. The pleasure they could experience together was unfathomable... and they had only just begun to explore it.

Her breath hitched as he spoke, her gaze fixed on his cock with hunger in her eyes. "Oh yes..." she purred, reaching down to guide him closer still. With a swift motion, she grasped the base of his shaft and positioned it at her entrance. As soon as he was inside her, she let out a sharp cry of pleasure, her muscles clenching around him like velvet fingers. Her body arched into his with such force that their lips met again in a deep, passionate kiss.

"Fuck me..." she moaned between ragged breaths. "Make your mommy feel good... fill her up." She writhed underneath him, loving the sensation of being taken so roughly by someone who knew exactly how to touch her. Her hands roamed over his shoulders and down his back, urging him on as their bodies moved together in perfect harmony. It was like a dance they had practiced countless times before, only now it seemed more intense than ever... because this time there were no cameras or audiences to impress. This time, it was just them and the raw, primal connection that could never be duplicated.

"Harder!" she hissed between moans, her body tense and arched towards him. "Fuck me harder, make me scream!" Her hands grasped at the table, digging into the wood as her hips bucked against him in time with each powerful thrust. The room was filled with the sounds of their bodies meeting, flesh slapping against flesh in a primal rhythm that seemed to echo through every cell of their beings.

Her breath came in ragged gasps as the pleasure built inside her, and she knew she couldn't take much more. "I'm close... I'm going to cum..." Her voice broke, betraying her mounting orgasm. With one final thrust, he pushed deep inside her, her body convulsing around him as waves of release washed over her like a tsunami.

"Ahhhhhnnngggghhhh!" she cried out, digging her nails into his shoulders as her inner muscles squeezed and pulsed around his cock in rhythm with her climax. When it finally subsided, leaving them both gasping for air, he pulled out of her, their bodies sliding together in a sticky mess of sweat and pleasure. Her eyes were glassy and her lips were swollen from the force of their kisses, her skin flushed with arousal.

"Mmm... that was amazing." She breathed softly, unable to look at him without feeling an overwhelming surge of desire well up inside her once more. "I never want it to end..."

Her words hung in the air as she waited for his reply, her heart racing and her body still trembling with pleasure. She felt a strange mixture of fear and excitement, wondering what he would say...wondering how much longer they could continue like this before something or someone interrupted them. But right now, in this moment, all that mattered was the connection between them: mother and son sharing forbidden desires beneath the surface of normalcy.

"I know," she said softly, her fingers trailing down his chest to tease at the hairs on his stomach. "It's like nothing else in the world." And as soon as the words left her lips, they both knew it was true: this thing between them was bigger than anything society could ever try to label or control. It was primal and raw, and it burned with an intensity that could never be extinguished... no matter what anyone else might think.

"Why don't we take this to the bedroom?" she whispered, running her tongue along his earlobe before nibbling playfully on his neck. "I want you inside me again, and I want it to last all night long." Her breath was hot against his skin, sending shivers of anticipation racing down his spine.