“That’s what the world says mom, but I don’t care anymore. How can a love so pure and unconditional be wrong? No one could ever love you the way I do.” He moved his hand up to her chin, tilting it upwards and Vivian didn’t resist. Perhaps it was the alcohol, but her defenses were crumbling slowly but surely.
From her peripheral vision, she could see the mistletoe hanging, daring her to make the final step. A step to what… she didn’t know, and as if by instinct she closed the gap bring her lips to her son’s.
It was hot, she could feel herself literally melting into his arms as Jason deepened the kiss. His arms circled her waist, tugging her closer to him and she was half-straddling his lap. She brought her hands around his neck leaning, returning the kiss with vigor. One hand slid down to grip her firm ass cheeks, eliciting a low moan from her, before they parted to replenish their breath.
“Jason, this… this is only for tonight, okay? No one should ever know about this.” And even as she said it, Vivian knew the words were more for her than him.
He just smiled down at her, “whatever you say, Mom,” before pulling her in, claiming her lips again, this time more demanding and fervent, his hunger for his mother evident. Vivian felt her son’s tongue dart across, invading her parted lips, and conquering the depths of her mouth. Vivian slid her hands down his hard chest, feeling the firm muscles underneath the fabric of his shirt. Before bringing her arms around his neck, pulling him closer, their tongues intertwined. The heated passion was burning her up, and Vivian broke the kiss to shrug off her cardigan.
Jason’s lips were on her neck running his tongue over the soft flesh, leaving a trail of sloppy wet kisses. His hands gently caressing her all over. She could feel her pussy moistening with arousal.
“I want to see you baby,” she said, tugging at his shirt. He stopped his movements, allowing Vivian to take his shirt off, revealing the hard muscles she’d felt earlier. His shoulders were broad, his smooth chest well-defined, leading to his sculpted abs. Her hands roamed his bare chest, enjoying the feeling of his warm skin.
“Mom, can I?” His hands tugging lightly on the bottom edge of her form-fitting long-sleeved top. There was no hesitation as Vivian raised her arms, allowing Jason to lift it off, leaving her in just her lacy black bra. For a moment, Jason forgot how to breathe, entranced and mesmerized by the sight before him. Her large, creamy tits peeking out, her nipples were hard poking out from the material of the flimsy bra. To him, she was a goddess he had to worship. He slowly cupped her tits, using both hands to knead the sizable mounds.
“Oohhh, that feels good baby.” Vivian groaned.
There was a noticeable bulge in his sweatpants, and she brought her hand to slowly trace the outline of her son’s cock, astounded at its hardness. She gripped it firmly, moving her hand up and down over it.
“Fuck mom, that feels good… damn” Jason moaned.
“Now, Mommy’s gonna show you how much she loves her baby boy.” Vivian removed his roaming hands before getting off the couch onto her knees in front of him, with a naughty smile on her face. One hand still on his hardening cock, the other roaming up and down his strong thighs.
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