I felt the surge, and then the sweetness of her own nectar suddenly drenching me. So much so that it actually sprayed around my cock, seeking a way out as the pressure built, as her liquid pleasure continued to expel itself, meeting my own voluminous eruption. Her cry of joy unintelligible as she held a single note that seemed to go on forever.
And then she collapsed.
**
It was a long time before any of us even moved. Somewhere along the way, and no doubt simultaneously with us, Aunt Susan and cum as well. Her legs still spread, lips puffy looking and swollen, fiery red from the hand-spanking she had given herself.
"Whew," she said...the first one to actually speak. "I do hope you got all that," she sighed contentedly.
"Count on it I assured her...assuring them both as mom only then lifted her head up slightly, looking at me before bending forward, kissing me hotly on the mouth.
"You may very well be my son. And I may have told myself that what just happened between us, would never have happened in a million years...actually did. But I'm damn glad it did John. And I will never again deny you either. That was simply...too fucking good!"
We all laughed at that, and then I reminded them both that we still had some unfinished business here yet. "Come sit on my face Aunt Susan," I told her. I still haven't satisfied that other fantasy of mine yet!"
Mom looked at me in surprise. Realizing I was still quite firm inside her still, even though we'd almost exhausted ourselves both only a short time ago.
"Trust me mom. As soon as you and Aunt Susan start playing tickle-titty with one another, I'll be nice and fucking hard again."
"I think...under the circumstances from here on out John, you should just call me Sue, or Susan if you prefer."
"Ok," I responded as she walked over in preparation of sitting on my face. "But there is something to be said in calling you Aunt Sue, or Aunt Susan, that has a really naughty feel to it whenever we're doing anything like this." She grinned at that.
"In that case, call me your Aunt Fucking Susan then," she laughed. "I kind of like the sound of that."
**
It was very late by the time we headed downstairs to their room. This time to sleep, the three of us in one bed, since mom's was a very large King-sized bed.
"By the way...new house rule," I said as we snuggled in together, me in the middle, each of them turned towards me...the feel of their soft plush breasts caressing.
"Oh? And what's that might I ask?" Mom questioned.
"From now on, after seven o'clock, there's a no clothing rule in effect around here."
"Oh there is, is there?" She giggled.
"Would that be seven AM, or PM?" Aunt Fucking Susan asked. I smiled, cupping a tit from each and fell wonderfully and deeply asleep.
All credits to Many Feathers-original writer.Prince Leon.KEEP READING.
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