Matthew let out a sharp gasp as he slipped his hard cock into his waiting mothers pussy. It was hotter and wetter than anything he had ever felt before, and it was all he could do to keep from cumming immediately. After a few moments of pregnant silence, he withdrew himself almost entirely, then slowly sank back into what he was sure was heaven on earth. Determined for his pleasure to last as long as he could stand, he took a moment to survey his surroundings.
The lights from the Las Vegas strip flooded the small hotel room, illuminating the tanned skin of his mothers ass. Her dress, a sheer white by the light of day, took on a strange orange hue in the places it had been pulled over her full bottom. Her shoulder length hair hung down onto the pillow below. Matthew thought she looked incredibly sexy on all fours in the middle of the bed. As the air conditioner clicked over and began to hum, he was suddenly awoken from what seemed like a trance.
In a flash Matthew realized his dream of fucking his mother had finally come true. A shiver ran through his naked body, and he glanced down at what, for more than twenty years, he had imagined every night. The base of his dick, embedded deep within the spread lips of his mother's cunt. He desperately wanted to go deeper, as deep as he could, to claim his mother's pussy as his own.
Suddenly he withdrew and slammed his pelvis violently forward. The pressure in his loins did not explode as he had feared, but only built as he repeated this thrust. Soon, the room was full of the sounds of his lust. His mother, face now buried in a pillow, screamed into it as he filled her again and again. The sound of her ass clapping against his lower abdomen echoed deliciously in Matthew's ears. The vulgarities he had imagined himself saying for so long came out as soft grunts and whimpers, as all of his effort was spent in the power of his thrusting, and denying himself the ultimate pleasure.
