#379370 - In a matter of moments I was feeling yet another one of those tidal wave climaxes coming on, save this time as I looked up into my son’s face I could see that he too was on the very edge of shooting his thick creamy load off. So it was no surprise to me when I allowed one of his large balls to slip from my mouth moving back to the thick reddened crown, and I slowly sank my salivating oral passage down over the thick head of his cock rolling my hot wet tongue around the rim and flick it over the piss hole before sucking it greedily down into the back of my throat and moaning against his steely shaft. I suppose you could call that an hour glass figure, God knows it was that figure, and my ass, that drew my late husband to me, and he was more than happy with it.