Heather

You can hardly believe it when your eyes lock onto the cocksucker Henry seems to be enjoying so much.

It's Heather! She's on her knees at the side of Henry's bed, enthusiastically sucking off her own son!

You knew Heather was an open to sucking just about any dick above a certain size (roughly 8 inches longer than yours), but you'd never have expected to see even Henry being included in that category... though he certainly meets the size requirements; you can a full foot of dark cock when Heather pulls her hand back.

The shock of seeing your wife deep-throating your - well technically hers and Carl's - cock keeps you frozen in place.

Heather's luscious cock-sucking lips glide back and forth along Henry's throbbing shaft while he moans encouragement. The young man is clearly beyond caring that his own mother is the one sucking his dick.

The sloppy sounds of Heather's mouth on Henry's cock continue for what seems like an eternity. You can't believe Henry can last this long under Heather's expert cock-sucking skills; a few seconds would make you unload with her current intensity. Eventually though, Henry groans loudly, gripping Heather's head tightly as his balls clench up, jettisoning load after load of thick cum straight down his mother's throat.

You still can barely believed what you've been watching as Heather sucks his cock clean and begins chatting with him in a low voice while she cleans up and gets dressed.

You try to sneak away, not wanting either of them to see you, but you notice Heather's eyes snap towards you for a brief second, her gaze locking onto yours. Her lips curl into a mocking smile before she looks away.

Your heart thumps with confusion as you leave the vicinity of the room. Despite the fact that you're still reeling over the shock of the fact that Heather just sucked her son's cock, your tiny dick is hard and throbbing as you return to your room.