Birthday gift

Max's penis slowly opened until it was completely inside, then Giselle leaned forward, gently placing her hands on the young man's skinny chest as she looked directly at him.

“Hmmmm...finally...aaahhhhhhhhh...a cock inside...oooh...gosh...it's been a long time...hmmmm...oooh...congratulations my love...you're a real man!”

“Mm...uh...ugh.”

Max didn't know what to do or say at a moment like this. He had dreamed of that day for a long time, but it never crossed his mind that it would be like this.

He was about to open his mouth when an unusual amount of energy hit him. Suddenly, he felt HUNGER, a hunger he never thought he had...Hungry for sex!

“GRGRGRGR!”

Before him was an unsurpassable vision that every teenager would dream of seeing: a sexy, hot, naked woman on top of him.

He was aware of his mother's physical attractiveness. For years, he tried to avoid seeing her as anything more than his parent, though many times it was in vain. Today, he could see her better than ever: breasts bigger than melons with pink areolas, a flat, firm stomach from her time at the gym, and, to top it off, an incredible ass—I mean, from her old life.

Maxwell was completely lost, as if hundreds of fireworks had lit up his face. His eyes wandered over every curve of such a goddess, concluding something he had already assumed... His mother was a huge hottie!

"Oh... my God," Max accidentally blurted out.

Giselle, who never missed a thing, as always, noticed this and began to arch her body in different positions. It was clear she was posing before him, highlighting her figure and femininity in front of her son.

“What are you saying, Maxi... Am I every boy's birthday present?” he said, raising an eyebrow as he stood atop the tall flagpole.

For a few minutes, the skeletal young man was frozen in place, just staring, his mouth wide open like an idiot.

“Oh, honey, we're talking about sincerity... come on, feel free to admire your mother's amazing body.”

Her words made him react, but they didn't shake him out of his daze.

“Uh... uh... ugh... I... I... Oh... you're right... anyone my age would give an arm to have you on their birthday,” Max said, despite the lump in his throat.

Giselle laughed loudly, leaning back and looking up at the ceiling.

“Ha ha ha ha... That's my son! Ha ha ha ha ha ha... Accept your baser instincts... Embrace them; they're a part of you, and they'll take you to places you only thought possible in your dreams... like right here.”

Slowly, Giselle slid into her son's enormous body, measuring each movement with **** care, never letting a moment escape her control.

“OOOOHH... God, God, God, God... ah... ahh... it's happening... it's really... it's happening.”

Unmoving, Max watched as his cock entered a woman for the first time, the heat and texture merging with his arousal. New and powerful levels of pleasure overwhelmed him; it was totally different and better than when he did it alone.

“Yes...ahhh... that's it...hmmm... that's my boy... feel Mommy's inside...OOOOHH...OOOHHHHH...the inside of a woman.”

Max's penis slowly opened until it was completely inside. Then, Giselle leaned forward, gently placing her hands on the young man's skinny chest as she looked directly at him.

“Hmmmm…finally…aaahhhhhhhhh…a cock inside…oooh…gosh…it's been a long time…hmmmm…oooh…congratulations my love…you're a real man!”

“Mm…uh…ugh.”

Max didn't know what to do or say at a moment like this. He had dreamed of that day for a long time, but it never crossed his mind that it would be like this.

He was about to open his mouth when an unusual amount of energy hit him. Suddenly, he felt hunger, a hunger he never thought he had...hungry for sex!

“GRGRGRGR!”