A beloved son as perfect husband-3

“My darling, rest assured from now on that your mother wants to enjoy your hot loving and fucking as much as your sisters do,” was all I said as I lifted my head to let my son kiss me passionately.

Overcome by the intensity of my son’s need for me, I responded just as ardently, my tongue lashing at his as we explored each other’s mouths. “Mmm… feels so good to know my dear son will enjoy making love to me,” I said, smiling at Ravi as he undressed me slowly.

My suppressed hunger for sex found joyous release as my son worshipped every inch of my ripe, nut-brown body with hot, loving and hungry kisses. In fact, I was aroused like I’d never been before by the time Ravi finally carried me to his bedroom and treated me to something I’d rarely enjoyed from his father.

Doubling up and spreading my plump thighs wide apart, Ravi stared at my cunt in wonder. Since I keep my pubic hair properly trimmed, my son could fully appreciate the beauty of my plump, pouting pussy lips, which were parted sufficiently to reveal the tender bud of my clitoris and the pink lining of my glistening vulva.