Kak Zaniab couldn't believe it had been three months since she had felt a man's touch. She was trapped in a sexless second marriage, and it was taking a toll on her both physically and mentally. Her ex-husband, from her first marriage, Fauzi's father, had reached out to her, letting her know that Fauzi wanted to reconnect with her. He was training to be a police officer at Pulapol, and Kak Zaniab was eager to see him again.
The last time she saw Fauzi, he was just a 10-year-old boy. But now, as she chatted with him over text, she couldn't help but notice how mature he turned out. She felt a stirring in her loins as she looked at a picture of him in his police uniform, the fat sausage shape bulge clearly outlined on the snug police uniform pants, that he had on.1250Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡeUnyyf1xbr
Kak Zaniab suggested that they meet up at a Starbucks in Aeon Maluri. She chose the location specifically because she knew the sofas and coffee tables were low, and this would give her an unhindered view of Fauzi's bulging crotch. At Starbucks Aeon Maluri, they chatted away, Fauzi oblivious to his mother's desirous gaze. She couldn't keep her eyes off of his fat elongated bulge, in between his parted thighs, imagining what it would be like to feel it inside of her.1250Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCblmxOEWvc
Out of spontaneity, Kak Zainab suggested that they take a trip to Melaka, under the pretense of spending more time together. Without hesitation, Fauzi agreed. Kak Zaniab made sure to book a room with only one bed, excited at the prospect of sharing it with her handsome son.1250Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtKzSjD0hcB
On the day they traveled to Melaka, Fauzi was dress in civilian clothes, and Kak Zaniab couldn't keep her eyes off of Fauzi. He was wearing his thin gym shorts, out of comfort for their journey. From Zainab's vantage point, the fat outline of his bulge was quite prominent. A feverish heat rose in her cheeks as her fingers itched with the forbidden desire to explore the outline beneath the fabric, to feel and taste it's firmness and warmth down her throat.1250Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpXNR5gdJjj
Upon their arrival in Melaka, while checking in for their reservation at the hotel reception, Kak Zaniab launched into a performance worthy of an academy award, leaving Fauzi flustered and eager to appease her. Unknowingly, he agreed to share their accommodation.1250Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmdseDEVxPF
A thrill shot through Kak Zaniab. Her plan had succeeded. She knew that this was her chance to act on her desires. During dinner, she strategically ordered a drink for Fauzi, a tremor of anticipation running through her as she slipped something extra into his glass. The rest of the evening passed in a blur as she monitored it's effect.
Back at the hotel, the tell-tale signs of drowsiness were evident in Fauzi. He slumped onto the bed, succumbing to sleep far deeper than exhaustion could explain. Kak Zaniab's pulse quickened. This was her moment. With slow, deliberate movements, she began to remove his clothes, each article at a time, leaving him in just his bikini briefs.
She was in awe of the sight in front of her, Fauzi was clad in his tight Renoma white bikini briefs; eagerly, she placed her face exactly on the fat elongated, mountainous bulging crotch, and inhaled as deep as humanly possible the musky scent of her son. With both hands trembling, she slowly pulled down his underwear, revealing his man-hood for the first time. It was thick, but narrow at the base, with a large mushroom tip, and accompanying it were two hefty size testicles that ballooned below it, what she saw nearly brought tears to her eyes, because this was much more better that she imagined, and just from the size of Fauzi's ballooning balls, Zainab knew for a fact that her thirst will be satisfied.1250Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFNKHL8uVGh
Kak Zaniab felt syukur in her heart, of giving birth to Fauzi, and without further hesitation, she gobbled up Fauzi's man-hood ravenously, deepthroat style, sucking on it like a new born babe. The room echoed with the sounds of wet slurping and swallowing, mixed with grunts and groans of Zainab and the slumbering Fauzi.1250Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHBepmdl7qr
Moments later, Kak Zaniab sense that Fauzi was about to cum, and she prepared herself for the onslaught. His man-hood grew harder and his large fat balls started to twitch on her finger's. Fauzi's body trembled as he came, throbbing a never-ending squirt of cum down his loving mother's throat.1250Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwJ67xWg6gW
After swallowing each and every drop, Kak Zaniab guided Fauzi's man-hood to her pussy entrance, initially rubbing the wide mushroom tip on her pussy lips, which made her and Fauzi, even in his sleep state, squirm. But as a loving mother, she did her duty by slowly guiding him into her wet pussy, struggling at first, because of Fauzi's wide mushroom tip. But eventually, managing to bury him balls deep.1250Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXxPYVgI2HI
Kak Zainab and Fauzi's face were contorted, even in his slumbered state, both their brows furrowed with teeth clenched, as Kak Zainab rode him into "the sunset", she tilted her head back in pleasure. As the sounds of their sex squelched on, Kak Zainab couldn't believe how painfully sensitive and delicious her pussy felt, unaware that while Fauzi was out of it, he too was feeling the same sensation on his fat cock, but for him, he was caught in a dream like state, that he never wanted to wake up from. And as Fauzi's wide mushroom tip kept kissing the opening of Zainab's cervix, this made mother and son produce copious amounts of cum between them, resulting in both their crotches being in a sticky hot mess, but Kak Zainab didn't care. She was finally getting the cock that she needed, her own son's. Soon enough, Kak Zainab and Fauzi started trembling and thrashing about, as both their reproductive organs throbbed and spit. Kak Zainab suddenly felt both of Fauzi's hands on her hips, squeezing her, and their grunts and moans echoed like a musical symphony throughout their hotel room. Right there and then, Kak Zainab realized that reconnecting with her son, Fauzi, was indeed a blessing in the most beautiful disguise.1250Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnIhpvaCdLp
