That sweet inviting smell of his mother drew Alex into a state of docile familiarity. The temptation was far too strong; negative emotions mixed with his lust and became a stew of sweat and hormonal musk. In the end, he was so confused at the barrage of sensations and feelings that defeat was inevitable. He had cracked; the reasonable human inside himself told him to run out of the room as fast as he could, but it was the primal beast that lived in the back of every man and woman’s head that won. The only thing Alex could do was let out a low moan, giving Lisa the signal to keep working on his hard, throbbing member.
She did so in spades, working that bitch like a Shake Weight. Up and down her fingers went, applying just enough pressure to enhance the sensitivity, and yet not enough to where it would be painful. Whilst that was going on her other hand had started working on tweaking one of Alex’s nipples from under his shirt, the small sensitive nub standing erect just as his lengthy penis had. Speaking of, Alex starting dribbling pre-cum and it soon coated his rod.
“You like that Alex?” Said Lisa in a sultry tone. Again, Alex simply let out a moan. This made his mother/lover giggle. If he liked that, then he’d adore what she was going to do next. Before long, Lisa had removed her top and bra, her average sized tits bared for all to see. The last time Alex had seen those luscious mammaries was when he accidentally walked in on his mother changing a few years back. He could never seem to get his mind off them since then, and they were just as he remembered, albeit perkier and a few cup sizes smaller. It was like being put in a trance as Lisa’s breasts slightly heaved with her breathing, those dark thick nipples inviting him to suck upon just as he had as a baby. “Now tell me Alex, what do you want to happen next?”