Mom Son go to Vegas and what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas!

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Mom bought two round trip tickets to Vegas. First class accommodations and Executive class flights for her and dad. dad says to her he hates Vegas and refuses to go. Mom says screw you I wanna go to Vegas.
She looks at me and says, wanna go to Vegas? I said sure. Why not?
Two days later we’re on our way. I knew the room only had a king bed, I like King Sized beds.
We get to Vegas check in. Yup one king bed no sofa. Yup, expected that.
We drop our bags and head down the strip people watching. Go to a lounge and drink and people watch. It’s something we do.
Okay time to discover tickets to a show. Anything with air conditioning. We go watch the Beatles Love. Awesome and stumbling distance from where we’re staying.
After the show and late night drinks we are pooped and head back to the hotel. We stopped and got a few types of booze. Get back to hotel and open the wine. Have one glass and I just said I couldn’t keep my eyes open and tell my mom I’m crashing. I hop into bed. Mom has sleepwear. My mom goes to get changed I feel her climb into bed behind me and laid out a loose plan for tomorrow. Sure, whatever.
I pass out. I was tired. Flying. Day drinking. Walking the strip etc. I was trashed.
My mom was good looking. All the women in her family were tall with long dark hair and B cup tits. The came from some area of France on the south east side.
They were beautiful with slightly hairy armpits and usually had pussy hair sticking out from their bikini bottoms. At least they shaved their legs. Mom must have been the only one that shaved all the other areas.
I wake up the next day and mom is sleeping.
I get up go pee and come back. Shes still out like a light. I flick the tv on really quiet. Not much on. Turn the sound off and begin tickling my mom really lightly. She finally opens her eyes a bit. Morning sleepy head.
I get on top and gently slide my cock in just to make sure she’s wet enough. Yup. She’s wet. I begin with some nice slow strokes. She gets her legs up around me and I begin fucking her at a nice steady pace. She says, mmmm what a brilliant way to wake up. I agree and say what a stroke of luck dad didn’t want to go!
Oh yeah. We’ve done this before. It’s a special occasion thing. We try for a couple times a year.
3 days of nonstop bliss for mother and son. And no one suspects a thing.

NSFW: yes

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