Part of me wanted him to stop, but if this is what my son wanted, I would bear the pain for him. Porn “Shit, Shit, Shit…” I kept yelling, the pleasure of having him inside me so overwhelming that I could barely vocalize anything. Mikey was breathing heavily, covered in sweat, and smiling, as he looked at me with half opened eyes. My eyes started to wander over him, taking his features in. When I got into the bathroom I took off the rest of my clothes, turned the shower on, and used the toilet. ********************
The next morning I packed my bags and, after a quick breakfast, Mikey took me to the airport. When I looked back up at him, he didn’t seem to noticed my ogling him, mostly because I could tell he was doing the same to me, and when he realized I was now looking back at him,
