Or if she wasn't wearing panties, which he doubted as she always wore panties, he'd love to see an up nightgown view of her naked, brown pussy. He couldn't wait to watch his mother swallow his cum. He loved his mother's sexy underwear and nightgowns. Then, he went beyond his most outrageous sexual fantasy that he had of his mother. Then, surprising even himself, when she pulled out his still throbbing, stiff prick past her red, full lips to lovingly smile at him, a second, even bigger load of cum splashed across her face, in her hair, and across her naked breasts. She cupped her breasts in both of her hands and fingered her nipples to an ever bigger erection. Something he always does when sitting close together on the couch with his mother, he put his arm around her as if she was his date for the evening. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. I need to cum in your mouth,' he imagined saying to his mother in the way he always said to his girlfriend, Ginger. He'd love nothing more than for his mother to give him a hand job before giving him a blowjob. He wondered what his mother's reaction would be to seeing his erect, naked cock. Wishing she'd look, stare actually, instead of averting her eyes, he'd feel so rejected if she wasn't as sexually excited seeing his cock as he'd be sexually excited showing her his stiff prick. He imagined his mother being so grateful that he gave her such a beautiful orgasm, that she couldn't wait to blow him. Only, with her always dressed more like a nun than dressed like his MILF of a mother, with her wearing a thick, terrycloth robe, he couldn't even see the impressions of her erect nipples. He couldn't believe she wanted his help in unhooking her bra. Mom needs to taste your cum,' he imagined his mother saying.