John brings in the last boxes of their move and closes the door. He places then down on the floor and sees his mom unpacking things in their room. He sneaks behind her and grabs her hips, wrapping an arm around her torso as he kisses her neck.
"Back home from college son?" she purrs, laughing at his exuberance.
"Just finished moving our things in. We've finally moved to someplace new where we can live as a couple, mom." He replied before turning her head to the side and kissing her deeply.
She shivered in response. Yes he was so much better than his father had ever been. "Do you think you're going to like your new job?"
"I think so. I think I'm going to enjoy sharing the same bedroom with my mother, officially, even more," H said as he laid her on the bed and worked on removing her shirt.
"It is so easy to get things changed when one wants them done," she said with a grin.
"Yeah, I think it's time to celebrate," he finished pulling off her shirt and his lips latched onto her breasts like when he was a baby. This time for a different purpose.
She sucked in a breath, her hands going to his hair as she pulled him in closer.
His hand went to her other breast and he fondled it as he nursed on her nipple.
"That's right John, make mommy proud."
"You got it mom," John replied with one hand on her breast, his mouth on the other while his other hand snuck under her pants and panties, rubbing her clit.
She grinned and moaned as she started to scream.
His mouth went to her other nipple as he began finger-fucking his mother.
"Oh yeah, oh yeah," she moaned as she pushed down toward his thrusting fingers.
