[HSODA-117] Daily Fun Between Father and Son: A Steamy Incestuous Duo Driven Wild by the Husband’s Business Trip

The moment the door clicked shut behind my husband, I felt my son’s hands slide around my waist from behind. His breath was hot on my neck, smelling of sweat and desire. “Mom, finally alone,” he whispered, his voice thick with lust. I leaned back into his body, feeling his hard cock pressing against my ass through his jeans. He wasted no time, pulling my dress up and tearing my panties aside. I gasped as his fingers found my wet pussy, already dripping for him. He turned me around and dropped to his knees, burying his face between my thighs. His tongue was rough and hungry, lapping at my clit like a man starved. I grabbed his hair, grinding against his mouth, moaning his name. He stood up, his cock slick with my juices, and lifted me onto the kitchen counter. I wrapped my legs around his waist as he plunged into me, filling me completely. He fucked me hard, each thrust making the counter shake. “You’re so tight, Mom,” he grunted, his eyes wild. I came screaming, my nails digging into his shoulders. He didn’t stop, lifting me off the counter and bending me over the dining table. I felt his balls slap against my ass as he pounded me from behind. Sweat dripped from his chest onto my back. I reached between my legs to finger my clit, adding to the pleasure. He grabbed my hips, pulling me back onto his cock with each stroke. “I’m gonna cum inside you,” he groaned, and I begged him to, wanting to feel his hot seed filling my womb. He came with a roar, his dick pulsing inside me. We collapsed onto the table, breathing hard, still connected. But it wasn’t over. He rolled me onto my back and slid into me again, softer now, but still deep. He kissed me, his tongue mimicking his cock’s rhythm. I felt his cum leaking out of me, mixing with my own juices. We fucked through the afternoon, in every room, until my husband’s business trip was just a forgotten memory. Only the smell of sex and the sticky mess between my legs reminded me of our taboo afternoon.