She pushed the door open without knocking, the way she always did when she knew he was alone. "I found your stash," she said, voice low and thick, holding up his laptop with the tab still open. "That mom-and-son shit you watch every night? You think I don't hear you jerking off to it?"
He froze on the bed, cock half-hard in his fist, but she didn't look away. Instead she set the laptop down, clicked play, and let the wet sounds of the video fill the room. "You want the real thing, don't you? Free, no limits, just like those videos. Your own mom spreading for you."
Her robe hit the floor. She climbed onto the bed, straddled his thighs, and grabbed his cock with both hands, stroking it rough and fast until it stood straight up against his stomach.
"Look at this dick. Been saving it for me?" She spat on the head, rubbed the slick mess down the shaft, then sank down in one hard motion, taking every inch until her ass slapped his balls.
"Fuck, Mom," he groaned, hands flying to her hips.
"That's right. Say it while you fuck me." She rode him deep and dirty, tits bouncing, cunt gripping him like a fist. Every thrust made a filthy wet sound. She leaned forward, fed him a nipple, and moaned when he sucked hard. "You like Mommy's pussy? Wetter than those porn sluts, isn't it?"
He flipped her onto her back, hooked her knees over his elbows, and slammed in harder. The headboard cracked against the wall with every thrust. She clawed his back, legs locked around him, begging for more. "Deeper. Breed that cunt you came out of. Fill me up like the videos."
He pounded her until she came screaming, cunt pulsing around him, juices soaking the sheets. Then he pulled out, flipped her onto all fours, and shoved back in from behind, watching her ass ripple. One hand reached under to rub her clit; the other fisted her hair. "You want the full movie, Mom? I'll give you the whole fucking thing."
She pushed back to meet every stroke, dirty talk pouring out of her. "Come in me. Make it real. Your cum in your mother's pussy, just like you always wanted."
He buried himself to the root and unloaded, thick ropes flooding her while she shook through another orgasm, milking him dry. They stayed locked together, breathing hard, his cock still twitching inside her.
She looked over her shoulder, eyes glassy with lust. "Now we make the sequel."
