As usual I maturbated but did not climax. It was true that I did not do much of a foreplay with her and I had never “gone down on her”. Indian sex I enjoyed them too and even had a hard-on. My cock twitched and that kind of gave an answer to her question. But your powerful ramming and the waves of sexual sensation it produces simply overwhelmed me and my feeling of weirdness was completely pushed out of my mind. She responded by extending her tongue into my mouth and started moaning a little. Reading and thinking about incestuous sex was one thing but actually doing it with you was something else. Or, at the least, she had not come to any conclusions about whether sex with me would be a regular thing. I took her to the station and I left for college. To many of my friends it is not too difficult to imagine that very soon sex with mom will be just another normal aspects of relationships between an adult son and a caring mother. Not yet, perhaps. I pulled some of my cock out leaving only about two to three inches inside her so that my cock head could give her G-spot even more direct stimulation.
