Everything felt slower and romantic here than it did at home. The slimy gurgling and gagging sounds of tender and caring motherly deepthroating were as much a part of nature as the singing of the sparrows in the tree. Mom retained amazing and consistent eye contact throughout. Her lips were pouty, her cheeks were hollow and her ponytail was bouncing energetically. Her sensitive fingers were constantly stroking my balls and she was looking up at me with big shiny eyes, making little slurping and encouraging sounds: “Mm! Mm! Mm!” She was putting more feeling into it nowadays since she knew this was helping, and I was staying constantly rock hard because of it. I felt her ponytail bouncing against my hand and I just wanted to give everything to her. It ended with wide-eyed surprise again. “Gurlk!” Even the birds seemed to appreciate this beautiful moment. Orgasms and ejaculations were part of the cycle of life, and if your mother’s mouth could induce them better than stroking with your own hand, there is nothing strange or shameful about it. Just remember to be kind and let her swallow, it’s the least you can do. After the first shots had been swallowed, my mother’s ponytail kept swinging and bouncing for over an hour below that old apple tree. It was heartful, caring, motherly and touching deepthroating, with mom alternating the pace between gentle and vigorous, making sure it would last as long as possible and lead to the best possible result. She swallowed numerous big squirts which caused her to make slimy gargling sounds when I fired blowjob indian them, but she kept going after every one. Finally I felt like my legs weren’t going to hold because the hard spurting orgasms had made every muscle in my body to spasm until there was nothing left, so I had to rest my hands on my mother’s shoulders and lean against the tree for support. “You make me feel warm all over, mom,” I sighed to my mother and smiled Hardcore at her as I started pulling my pants up. “That’s good,” Brunette she whispered to me as we looked each other in the eyes. Sounds of ejaculation were nothing new here in this beautiful garden, as mom Natural tits explained: “You were conceived here, you know, on a day much like this. It was romantic and wonderful. That’s how I thought of this place.” “Yeah, this was really nice,” I agreed with my mother. It started drizzling, so I watched how mom picked up her bra and started putting it back on. Then we sat under the tree waiting for the rain to pass, her head resting on my shoulder. We explained our wonderfully romantic moment in the apple garden to the doctor on the next day. She listened carefully and flashed a nice smile which was professionally practiced, but still told me we had succeeded up to her expectations. “So, are you ready for your first time, and all right with the fact it’s going to be with your own mother?” the doctor asked me. “Yes,” I answered without hesitation and glanced at mom, whose smile was warm and genuine. “I have a room here which you can use if you don’t mind me filming this for educational purposes,” the doctor said and nodded towards a door to the left. Mom touched my hand and our gazes stayed connected. “Yes, we’re ready,” she agreed. Dr. Janice directed us to a room adjacent to her office, which contained a large double bed and several mirrors on the walls. She explained the cameras were hidden cameras behind them and told us how they had been aimed so we would know how to best position ourselves. After the doctor had left I gently brushed my mother’s curls with my fingers. Our gazes connected again, and we kissed and started slowly undressing each other. It was exciting and not awkward at all because we had been naked and had learned to be close during the preceding month. Me moved onto the bed and just hugged for a while. Mom’s curls tickled and smelled nice and her hand was moving in slow caressing motions near my groin. I was completely hard already because of the lingering memory creampie the moment in the apple garden had left in my mind, as well as mom being warm and close to me. “Do it now, honey,” my mother said and looked at me with big pleading doe-eyes as she opened her legs wide, just for me. I was going to enter my mom, for real. Thy both began the creampie crazy laughter again and sat on the edge of the tub. Every now and then, Josh would let out a blowjob low moan, but not so much that it made me panic. Another Brunette orgasm. Her womanhood drew me into her with squeezing muscles, pulling me deeper, beckoning me to drive. "Morning honey" she said with a tired smile and thought she noticed her son's eyes briefly move to indian the exposed top part of her tits, the rest of her covered by the towel. So fucking hot! Her hands gripped my hips as she stared up at me. Her blue eyes were so shiny. “That’s okay; my name’s Roger. I could feel her fingers still working on her clit, occasionally brushing against the underside of my shaft, as her orgasm subsided her hand moved further down to cup Natural tits and massage my swinging balls, a long groan coming from Hardcore her as she felt their weight. My thighs locked about Daddy's waist, holding him tight to me. I squirmed, the agony crossing that line, feeding that ache. "What're you waiting for, bitch?" How can I be of assistance?" We spent some time today at the club and then when we got home she went for a swim.