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Donna Jarvis glanced over her shoulder and smiled up at Joe as her son's balls slapped against the insides of her thighs and his hard and now very experienced prick plowed the depths of her asshole. The thick rod felt so great inside her that Donna just did not want Joe to stop. Never in a million years had she imagined that sex could ever be this good and the fact that it was her own flesh and blood doing the fucking and not some guy she'd met in a bar for a quick one, which had been what Donna's sex life had amounted to before she fell under Joe's spell, made it all the more worthwhile and rewarding.
It had been the most wonderful day in their five year relationship so far, or so it seemed to Donna. In the morning, she had watched her handsome sexy son playing football, not that she understood the game but as a full-blooded female she just enjoyed seeing Joe and all those other sexy players running around in their tight little shorts which showed their bottoms off spectacularly, not to mention their strong muscular legs extending out of their shorts. And how proud Donna had been that Joe had scored, with his head, the winning goal and thus sealed victory for his team, all amateur players though she was sure they were good enough to turn professional, even if she did have little understanding of the rules of the beautiful game.
"Your bum looked great in your football shorts, sweetheart," Donna had said, "they were so nice and tight, showed off all your curves and that lovely long crack of yours."
"You're really kinky, mom," Joe had said, "looking at my tight ass all the time I was out on the field."
"Not complaining are you?"
"'course not, mom," Joe had replied, "you can be as kinky as you like with me. It's great to know you like looking at my bum so much and if that's what turns you on, then there's nothing wrong with that at all."
"It sure does turn me on, weetheart," Donna had said, giggling. "So did the asses of some of your team mates and the opposing side, too, but I can honestly say that yours was the best. Is the best, I should say."
"Thanks, mom," Joe had replied, "I could feel your eyes digging into it all the time I was running round the pitch. I was starting to get the horn."
"I'd love to be a fly-on-the-wall in the changing room," Donna had said, a warm glow running through her at thought that Joe was turned on knowing she was turned on ogling his sexy bottom. "All those hunky naked footballers in the showers together."
"We ain't gay, mom," laughed Joe. "You won't see any sucking or fucking there, if that's what you're thinking."
"I wasn't suggesting you were," said Donna, "but you must compare cock sizes, surely?"
"Well, you can't avoid it when you're all walking about stark naked," said Joe, "but as long as my cock is big enough for you, my darling mother, I'm not bothered about the others. And I don't take any notice of their asses, neither."
"No need to when yours is so beautiful," said Donna swiftly, all the guilt and shame she had initially felt at the start of their relationship five years ago now completely gone as if it had never been, "it always looks great in your shorts, especially when you got up close in front of me to throw the ball back in. Why did you have to do that?"
"Oh, mom!" Joe had laughed, "if you don't understand the rules of football now, you never will."
"I still say you should have taken it up professionally," Donna had gone on. "Just think of the money you could earn."
"Like the money I could earn being a porn star," Joe laughed again, reminding his mother of another of her fantasies, that of seeing her offspring on film fucking all and sundry for the benefit of the voyeurs who watched adult movies.
Indeed, the thought of Joe becoming a porn star or a professional footballer had occupied Donna's thoughts for some time, not least the amount of money he could make, beyond most people's wildest dreams. But as far as being a porn actor was concerned and notwithstanding Joe's undoubted enthusiasm for hot kinky sex, he didn't really fancy getting his cock out for anyone else other than his adored mother, even if he was being paid handsomely for doing so. You had to be a true exhibitionist to go naked and show yourself off fucking on screen and even though Joe had perfected his exhibitionist skills over the years, these too were reserved purely for Donna, bringing an added lustre to the proceedings whenever they sucked and fucked which was every day, so hungry were they still for each other after all these years.
In spite of the fact that Joe would be an excellent addition to the adult movie business, and would surely gather a vast amount of fans like the great Peter North, Donna had decided that there was no point in pressing the matter. Indeed, she was really quite glad and honored that her much beloved didn't want sex with anyone but her. Also, where football was concerned, Joe seemed quite happy, now that he was a fully qualified accountant at the city firm he worked for, to keep football as an enjoyable hobby despite the fortune he could have made, probably a lot more per week than a porn actor, merely from kicking a bag of wind around.
At that moment in time, however, Joe was concentrating fully on the business in hand as he fucked Donna's asshole to the rafters so that she cried out joyously as her son's big prick seemed to split her ass in two while she punched the pillows in front of her. Sex, like everything else, was a learning process and, over the years, Joe had perfected his technique and now had the art of fucking off to a fine art, thus ensuring maximum satisfaction for both of them. Whether in Donna's cunt or ass, he would pump in and out several times on the trot, then rest his fat rod deep inside for a few moments before resuming the fucking, every now and then pulling out completely, only to send his boner back harder than before as, little by little, bit by bit, they each built up to their own colossal orgasms ...
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