Mother And Son- Lost In Space free porn video

Adam circled the family ship around the moons of Orion. He had just gotten his operators license and couldn't wait to have a craft of his own to impress the chicks with.

The family ship wasn't exactly an interstellar hotrod. The upper portion of the spacecraft contained a control room and hyper-sleep chamber, while the bulk of the craft consisted of a living area to provide comfort during long intergalactic trips.

As Adam sped across the moons surface the voice of the onboard computer drew his attention.

"Adam...has an incoming call from...."

"Mom." A mature female voice said.

"Hey, mom." Adam answered with the push of a button.

"Hey, handsome, done shopping. Wanna come get me?" She said.

"Be right there." Adam said, pushing another button on the control panel.

"Changing course to...Orion Intergalactic Mall, docking port 313." The female computer voice announced.

The spacecraft quickly ascended from the moon's surface and blasted towards the colorful planet of Orion. Within minutes it hovered towards the planet's surface disappearing into the body of an enormous superstructure.

The ship quivered slightly as it made contact with the docking port.

"Voice recognition please." The computer said.

"Heather Renee Collins." A sexy little voice answered.

"Thank you. Performing Security scan on Heather Renee Collins." The computer said.

Inside the docking chamber a fine blue laser struck Heather's sexy little feet, which were beautifully arched a pair of six-inch spiked heeled sandals. Heather was wearing what was known as a woman's body glove, which most all women wore during their shopping excursions. It was a black neck to ankle suit that was made of paper-thin breathable latex. Typically after a woman put it on she would step into a heat chamber, which would cause the reactive material to literally shrink-wrap around her.

The laser traveled up Heather's long matronly legs. The suit looked as though it were literally painted on, molding snuggly against the V of her womanhood, leaving little to the imagination. A tiny zipper ran through the groove of her clamshell disappearing up the crack of her big meaty ass.

As the laser continued upward it struck the drooping swell of two enormous breasts. The pendulous boobs were each encased in their own sock of skin tight latex with two big triangular-shaped patches covering the areola.

The laser scanned over Heather's beautiful motherly face. She looked like the actress Sela Ward, with sparkling green eyes and silky dark hair that fell to her shoulders.

"Security scan confirmed." The computer said.

The ships interior door opened and Heather strode forward like a futuristic Goddess. Her heels clicked against the cold steel floor, her breasts trembling with each step.

"Your approach was beautiful. I'm impressed." She said, smiling at her son as she set her bags down.

"Thanks. Maybe that means I'm ready for my own starship now." Adam said proudly.

"Well, I'll be sure and tell your father how well you handled the ship, but you know I can't promise you anything." She said.

"I know." Adam responded.

"I'm gonna prep for hyper-sleep. Go ahead and get us out of orbit and set our coarse for home." Heather said.

"Yes, ma'am." Adam said, jumping into the control chair.

Adam maneuvered the ship up away from the planet, following the flow of other craft as they raced towards their various destinations.

After setting the coordinates for Earth Adam hung his headset on a little piece of equipment about the control panel. He joined his mom in the hyper-sleep chamber. There were a row of beds in the chamber that looked like doctors examination tables. Heather was next to one of the beds sliding her bare feet from her dainty little slippers.

"Ready when you are, mom." Adam said.

Heather rounded the bed and strode towards her son. Wrapped in their latex sheaths, her breasts moved as if they were bare, wobbling gently from side to side. She stepped right up to Adam and smiled warmly as she gazed up into his eyes.

"I'm proud of you, you know." She said.

"Thanks." He blushed.

"How 'bout a big hug before we sleep?" She suggested.

"Sure." Came the response.

Heather curled her arms around her son's neck and pulled him in against her. Her big spongy-soft sacks flattened against his chest as they embraced, making Adam gasp a little.

Heather knew what her tits did for her son. After all, hers were the type of breasts that teenaged boys dream about. Squashing them against his chest was like giving him a little reward.

Heather accepted her son's fascination for her as just a natural part of his growing up. To her, finding her bras and panties coated with teenaged cock cream was just part of being a mom.

Heather led her son by the hand over to her hyper-sleep bed and lifted herself up onto it. Adam watched as his mom brought her cute little feet up and laid down so that she was flat on her back. He noticed how her big breasts rolled off the sides of her chest. She gazed up at her son, still holding his hand and gave it a gentle squeeze.

"Take us home, Captain." She smiled.

"Yes, ma'am." He said.

Adam covered his mom's face with a clear hissing mask, which emitted some type of sleeping gas and within seconds her eyes were rolling back and gently closed shut.

With Heather now in deep sleep Adam took a second to scan her gorgeous body as it lay there limp on the bed. He couldn't get over how long and sexy her legs were and those cute little feet...oh God how he loved his mother's bare feet.

The truth was Adam was in love with every inch of his mom, but what fascinated him the most were those big fucking tits. He swallowed hard as he gazed down at the latex-incased udders and almost without thinking his hand crept over and rested over one of their rounded slopes.

As he gently squeezed, his fingers sunk into the spongy tit-flesh. Adam felt his knees quiver with excitement and his cock began to stir. For a good five minutes he played with her breasts, savoring their matronly softness.

Then his eyes caught his next target and before he knew it he was unzipping the crotch of Heather's space suit. The black curtain parted, revealing the world of pink beneath. Accept for a little triangle of neatly trimmed pubic fuzz Heather's peach was completely shaved.

Adam leaned down until his nose rested against the nub of her clit. He slowly inhaled and felt his entire body quiver with wicked arousal as his lungs were filled with the strong pungent aroma of his mother's sex.

His tongue d**g across her clit and sunk down into the warm majora groove, slowing gliding across her creamy pink center. Like a lapping dog he repeated this again and again, his snake sinking a little deeper with each swipe. With a little excited whimper he kissed his mom's butt-hole, then rolled his tongue against it a few times.

By this time Adam's cock was about bursting through his suit. He reached down and unzipped himself, releasing the nine-inch monster from it's cage.

Possessed by lust the horny teen crawled up onto the bed between his mom's legs and slipped his cum-drooling helmet into Heather's socket, splitting her quim.

With a few grinding thrusts Adam's cock sunk into his mother's treasure box. He moaned with wicked delight as he felt the wonders of having his meat wrapped in cupid's glove.

In the control room the little headset that Adam unwisely hung above the control panel came loose and fell down against the controllers, landing on its side against a few buttons.

"Are you sure you'd like to change the coordinates to A310825?" The computer asked.

The headset then fell flat hitting the confirmation button.

"Thank you. Changing coordinates to A310825." It announced.

Back in the hyper-sleep chamber Adam was pounding the mound with long ball-bumping strokes. He held onto Heather's legs, which he had sort of twisted around him. He watched in sick fascination as he made her boobie-bags roll up and down her chest.

With each downward stroke he could feel his knob lightly kiss the head of her cervix.

"Ohhh...ohhhh...oh, shit." His voice trembled.

He looked up at his mom's beautiful face. Her mouth was slightly parted now as her head gently nodded from the assault. She was so beautiful. Like a matronly sleeping beauty, completely unaware of the strong blue-veined battering ram that was plowing her sacred garden.

It wasn't long before Adam's cock was spitting thick ropes of cock-milk, soaking Heather's birth canal. His grunts and groans echoed through the sleep chamber as he rode through the most intense orgasm of his life.

With shaky hands Adam covered his tracks, zipping his mom back up and tucking his happy pecker back into his suit.

He retreated to his own bed and prepared for the long trip home. Little did he know that home was far from where they were going.

Heather's eyes fluttered open as she heard the familiar beeping that announced the end of their journey. As she sat up she looked inquisitively at a digital readout which tracked the time they slept by hours. It read: 443

"Four-hundred and forty three hours... Oh shit!" She said, jumping to her feet.

"Are we there?" Adam said as he sat up groggily.

"I don't know. I think something's wrong." Heather said as she rushed towards the control room.

"What do you mean?" Adam asked as he followed quickly after her.

"The display says we've been in hyper-sleep for four-hundred and forty three hours. The journey back to earth was only six. Are you sure you entered those coordinates right?" Heather asked.

Before he could answer Heather picked the headset off the ground and jumped into the captains seat.

"Computer, give me our present coordinates please." She said.

"Present coordinates are A310825." The computer answered.

"No, that's wrong. Those aren't the coordinates for earth. Where are we?" Heather asked sternly.

"Destination A310825." The computer said.

"No, I want the fucking system. What system are we in?" Heather shouted.

Adam's heart was pounding. He'd never heard his mom use the F-bomb before.

"System unknown. Fuel cells at low level." The computer.

"Of course they're low, bitch, we've been traveling for three weeks. Adam, honey, are you sure you entered the right flight code?" Heather asked.

"I know I did." He said.

"Something must have happened. Computer, play back video after coordinates were entered." Heather said.

A video of the control room came up on the screen. Around it were smaller screens from video taken at different parts of the craft. Heather fast forwarded the video until she saw the headphones fall.

"There. The headset must have fallen onto the controller and set new coordinates. Adam, that was a stupid decision, what were you thinking?" Heather said, gazing back at him.

Adam tried to answer, but he found his eyes drawn to one of the smaller screens. Heather noticed his sudden look of panic and looked back at the screen. Her mouth fell open as she saw the recording of the hyper-sleep chamber and her son banging the shit out of her.

"Oh my God." She muttered.

"Mom, I....I..." Adam turned and rushed out of the control room. He was fucked and he knew it.

Adam had a small bedroom in the craft. It was part of the living quarters in the lower part of the ship. He sat there on his bunk for a half-hour before he heard his door slide open.

Heather stepped into his room. She had changed into a long flowing white gown. He cute little bare feet gently tapped against the floor as she stepped across the room and sat down on the edge of Adam's bunk.

"Hi." She said, in a sweet voice.

"Hi." Adam said, his head hung low.

"Well, here's our situation. Our fuel cells are nearly spent so even if we tried to get home...well, we wouldn't get far. I can't get a communication signal which means that wherever we are, we're way out of range." She said.

"Can someone find us?" Adam asked.

"Finding someone in the depths of space is like finding a needle in a haystack. It's unlikely." Heather said.

"So what are we gonna do?" He asked.

"Well, the good news is we have everything here we need. These ships are equipped with enough food, water and power to last ten lifetimes. Unfortunately, there's only one thing we can do...close the upper hatches and set the ship for drift." She said.

"I really screwed up, didn't I?" Adam said.

Heather took his hand and gave it a squeeze.

"You're young...and were thinking with the head in your pants and not the one on your shoulders." She smiled.

"Mom, I'm really sorry about." He started, but Heather cut him off.

"No, you're not sorry you did it. I'm sure it felt way too good for that. What you're sorry for is that you got caught with your hand in mom's cookie jar." She said.

Adam giggled at the analogy.

"My little cookie-monster." She said, disheveling his hair.

"Come on, you can help me power the ship down." She said.

The two of them went back to the control level to power down and set the craft for drift mode.

"Sweetie, you took advantage of a situation and it was wrong. I figured out what I want your punishment to be." Heather said as she faced her son.

"What?" He said.

"I want you to watch the video with me." She said.

"Oh come on, mom, it's embarrassing." Adam muttered.

"There's no getting out of this, Adam. It's what I want. Get something comfy on and meet me in the theater room in five minutes." She said.

Adam went back to his room and changed into shorts and a t-shirt. Heather was waiting for him in the theater room when he got there. It was a cozy little room with a great big fluffy lounge the size of a king-sized bed.

Heather was sitting in the center of the lounge with her gorgeous legs curled to the side. She patted the cushion in front of her.

"Come here." She said softly.

Adam crawled onto the lounge and sat in front of his mom. Heather got up onto her knees behind him, tucking his hips between her thighs . She leaned down against his back, bringing her hands up under his arms and onto his chest.

Adam let out an audible sigh as he felt her big tits squash against his back. Braless beneath the thin gown, Heather's udders felt like soft dough rolling out against the teenager's body. Her face now hovered over his shoulder and she gave him a light peck on the cheek.

"You okay?" She asked lovingly, sensing his arousal.

"Yeah." Adam muttered.

"Playback please." Heather said.

On the wall in front of them a huge holographic image appeared. It was the video footage from the hyper-sleep chamber, starting with Heather taking the sleeping gas.

"So how long had this wicked little plan been brewing in that silly head of yours?" She asked.

"A couple days." Adam said.

They watched on the video as Adam's eyes followed Heather's legs down to her sexy bare feet.

"Like those legs and feet do you?" She asked.

"Yeah." Adam answered.

In the video Adam's attention was now on Heather's breasts.

"Not as much as some other things obviously." She said.

The watched as Adams hand wandered to his mom's breast and began to gently kneed.

"Those big breasts have always fascinated you, haven't they, sweetheart?" Heather asked.

"Uh-huh." Adam muttered.

"I suppose that's my fault. Your father always said I should have weaned you off breast feeding a lot sooner." She said.

In the video Adam spent some time squeezing Heather's massive mammaries. Adam could already feel his cock rising in his shorts. His mom's tits on his back and breath in his ear wasn't helping.

"You were really enjoying yourself, weren't you?" She giggled.

"And based on how fast you're heart's beating, I'd say you're starting to enjoy it all over again." Heather smiled, resting her palm against his heart.

Adam continued to squeeze and shake her latex-encased mounds.

"I think you could spend all week playing with those big things." She said, making them both giggle.

In the video Adam leaned over, unzipped the crotch of his mom's suit and inhaled.

"Smelt a little stronger than all those panties, didn't it?" She asked.

"What panties?" Adam asked.

"Don't "what panties" me, buster. We moms aren't that stupid you know." She smiled.

They watched as Adam's tongue ran down Heather's quim and flailed at her butt-hole.

"You little ass-kisser." Heather joked, kissing him on the cheek.

In the video Adam released his big cock, giving it a few strokes.

"Poor thing. It must have been throbbing." His mom whispered, so close he could feel her breath in his ear.

Heather's hands continued to wander across her son's chest, her long nails clawing at the muscular flesh. They watched as Adam crawled up onto the bed between his mom's legs and worked his cock inside of her.

"So I have to know, Mr. Naughty-pants...was it the first time for you?" She asked.

"Yeah." Adam muttered, a bit embarrassed.

"Well, look at that...I got my son's cherry and didn't even know it." She said, giving him another loving peck.

On the video Adam started to fuck away at Heather's docile body, bringing her legs up around him.

"Well one thing's for sure, you wouldn't know it was your first time. You're in pretty good form there, Romeo." Heather said, watching her son take long deep thrusts.

"Thanks." Adam blushed.

They watched Heather's tits roll up and down her chest as Adam shook her body with the power of his thrusts.

"Look at my big girls go." Heather giggled.

"That was cool." Adam confessed.

"Yeah, I bet it was you little breast-hound." Heather joked.

"You know, sweetie, not to knock your performance but you could have had more control here if you had propped my legs up on your shoulders." Heather said.

"Oh...I guess I didn't think of that." Adam said.

"Well, look at that, you learnt something new today." Heather giggled.

On the video Adam's body quivered as he squirted his load deep inside Heather's juice-box. "Well, I suppose it was a good thing our trip was six weeks, any less and I might have had all that gooh running down my legs." Heather said, shutting off the video.

"Lay down on your tummy." Heather said, pushing herself off of his back.

Adam got on his stomach, his stone-hard rod now pressed against the soft mattress. Heather crawled over in front of him and as she lowered herself to her tummy Adam got a glimpse down the neck of her gown. His heart began to race as he stole a look at the deep cavern between her huge dangling breasts.

Heather lay flat on her stomach facing her son so that their faces were about two feet apart. She rested her elbows on the mattress, propping her cute little face against her palms. She kicked her legs up and Adam could see the silky-smooth skin of her calves and the underside of her cute little feet as they pointed to the ceiling and moved around playfully.

He suddenly realized he was staring and looked back at his mom. Heather had a big smile as she stared into his eyes. She was teasing her baby now and enjoying every second of it.

"You know, whether you realize it or not, as wrong as it was, that video is a ray of hope for me." Heather explained.

"What do you mean?" Adam said.

"What I'm saying is...I may be your mom, but I'm also a woman and as a woman there are a few things that I refuse to live without. After watching that video I've come to realize that even though I'm lost in space, it really doesn't matter...I'm gonna be okay...and so are you." She said.

"I'll do whatever I can to take care of you, mom. I promise." Adam said.

Heather got a big gleaming smile, staring into her baby's eyes.

"Yeah, I guess I found that out, didn't I?" She said, half-teasingly.

Heather rose to her knees and extended her arms. "Hugs." She said in a sweet motherly tone.
Adam got onto his knees and as his mom moved forward she pushed him down onto his back, playfully giggling as she followed him down until she was laying on top of him, her tits sandwiched between them.

"Not so big and bad when mom's awake, are we?" She teased.

Adam quickly rolled them over so that he was now on top with Heather on her back.

"You were saying?" He smiled.

"This may not be so bad...lost aboard a ship with my strong, horny teenaged son." She smiled, running her nails across his chest.

"I'm always that way when I'm around you, mom. I can't help it." He said, grinding his cock against Heather's snatch.

"Well in a typical mom-son relationship that may be a little weird, but given our current situation it may actually turn out to be a good thing." She said, brushing the hair back from his eyes.

"Really? Why's that?" Adam asked.

"Well, we may be family but we are still man and woman after all. It's a little too early yet to let you start nailing your mom to the mattress, but if it does turn out that we'll truly be spending the rest of our lives together aboard this ship..." Heather said.

She lifted her head to whisper in his ear.

"We're gonna get fuckin' wild." She hissed.

Adam's heart about leaped out of his chest. Not only was the f-bomb leaving her mouth a huge turn-on, but the idea that he could be getting wild with his own mom was enough to make him leap out of his skin.

Heather rolled them back over and leapt up from the lounge. She ran out of the room giggling, her huge breasts leaping up and down as Adam got up and chased after her.

Heather made it to the bathroom before he could catch her and the door slid closed and locked. Arriving soon after Adam gave it a few playful pounds.

"You cheat." He said.

A video screen next to the door lit up and Adam watched his mom smile into the bathroom camera.

"Hi, sweetheart." She said teasingly.

"And just how long are you planning on hiding in there?" He asked.

"Long enough to take a nice...hot...shower." She said.

"Oh all right...I guess I'll go play some hallow-games or something." Adam said.

As he started to turn Adam heard his mom call him in a naughty tone.

"Aaaaddddaaammmm." Her sexy voice sang.

Adam turned to see his mom's back to the camera as she slowly unzipped her gown. Heather had a wicked little grin as she looked over her shoulder. The material parted, revealing the smooth tan skin of her back. She continued to peal it open, all the way down to the crack of her meaty ass.

As Michelle slipped her arms from the sleeves Adam could faintly make out the huge drooping contours of her bobbing breasts.

Holding the gown against her tits Michelle turned towards the camera, which was at waist level. She bent over, bringing her face close to the lens and as she did she loosened the hold on the gown, giving her son a quick look at her monstrous cleavage.

Michelle gazed straight into the camera with a look that could turn any guy to mush.

"I love you, sweetie." She said, then kissed the lens.

The screen suddenly went dark and Adam groaned as he dropped to his knees, squeezing the bulge in his shorts.

It was nearly a half-hour later when Heather emerged from the bathroom. Adam was in the main living area playing a holographic game. He couldn't help from being distracted when he noticed what his mom was wearing.

Heather strode across the room in a white terry-cloth halter-wrap. It quite literally looked as though she had nothing but a flimsy little towel wrapped around her, which fell only two inches below her bubbly ass and left her long golden-brown legs at the mercy of Adam's stare.

"Are you playing that silly game again?" Heather said as she sat on the edge of the cushion beside him.

"Yeah, you wanna play?" Adam said.

"You'll have to show me." She said.

Adam scotched over beside his mom until their hips touched. He handed her the controller.

"It's pretty simple really. These buttons control you're ships steering and this is you're blaster." Adam explained.

"Oh, my blaster huh?" She said playfully.

Heather began playing the game and as she did Adam's eyes wandered to her big breasts. The halter top had slipped down a bit, leaving the top eight inches of her boobs exposed. The site of her long deep cleavage made Adam's cock drool with semen.

Each time Heather would move her tits would wobble a little and Adam was quite literally fell into in a titty-trance.

"Enjoying the view?" Heather said with a cute little smile.

"Sorry." Adam muttered, looking away.

"You didn't answer my question." Heather said.

"Yeah, I guess I was enjoying the view...a little too much maybe." Adam said.

"You poor baby...trapped aboard a tiny ship with his big breasted mom." She teased.

"I'm not complaining." Adam smiled.

"Neither am I. It could be fun spending my days with a little boobie-monster." She smiled.

"Better hope the boobie-monster doesn't attack." Adam said playfully.

Heather tossed the controller aside as she turned towards her son, squeezing her boobs between her arms and making them balloon outward.

"Oh, why's that?" She said, cocking an eyebrow.

"You may not be able to pry me off this time." Adam smiled.

"Maybe I won't wanna pry you off. Maybe I'll wanna wrap the long soft legs around him and never let go." She smiled.

"Wow." Adam muttered, his heart racing.

Heather giggled as she ran her long nails across his cheek.

"I think someone's ready for bed." She said.

Adam watched as his mom stood up and reached out for his hand. He gazed up at the cloud of bulging breast-meat hovering over him as Heather peeked over wobbling wonders, smiling down at him.

"Come on." She said in a sweet loving motherly tone.

The matronly beauty led her son across the greatroom , her big meaty ass swaying seductively as she strode towards her bedroom in barefeet.

"Lights." She said, making them dim to darkness.

"That's you and dad's room. Dad said I was never aloud in there." Adam said, pausing as his mom pulled him towards her room.

Heather turned towards him.

"In case you haven't noticed your dads not here and probably never will be." She said.

"I'm sure he's searching." Adam said.

"Oh he'll search, but he'll never find us and eventually tire of trying. He'll find another sweetheart and remarry and his life will go on without us. So I guess that makes this my room now. My room to share with my sweetheart." She said with a cute little smile.

Heather stepped towards her son, curling her arms around his neck as she moved in for a hug.

Adam's knees shook as he felt her big milk-bags kiss his chest. His mom rested her forehead against his, staring into his big brown eyes.

"My young handsome sweetheart." She whispered.

Adam's cock was pulsing with excitement. His boner was causing a big tent in shorts and pressed lightly against Heather's tummy as they hugged.

"I think being alone with mom a billion miles from home has gotten somebody excited." She grinned.

She rose up onto her tippy-toes, her silky-smooth calves flexing as she brought her lips to her son's ear.

"I'm excited too. I have so much to teach you." She said in a sexy whisper.

Heather pulled her son into her room and the door slid closed behind them. Inside, she led him though a small corridor and Adam's eyes got big as he caught sight of the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. Filling half the room was a giant sphere of light. It looked like a sparkling pearl and seemed to emit some type of inner celestial glow.

"Wow...what is it." Adam asked.

"It's called the bubble and rather than standing here telling you about it...how 'bout I take you on a little tour." She said.

"Okay." Adam smiled.

"Before we go inside the bubble there are two things you need to know." Heather said, still holding his hand.

"The first thing is...nothing goes into the bubble accept for our bodies. Everything stays behind...even our clothes." Heather said.

"You mean, we have to be naked in there?" Adam smiled.

"Yes, sweetie, we have to be naked. Think you'll be okay with that?" She asked.

Adam's lips began to curl into a grin making his mom giggle.

"Yeah, stupid question I guess. She said.

"So what's the other thing I need to know?" He asked.

"The other thing is...inside the bubble there is nothing but pure love. If you liked to be loved you're in for a real treat." She said sweetly.

"How do you get inside?" He asked.

Heather nudged him towards the sphere.

"Just step into it. It'll take you." She said.

"But don't I have to get undressed first?" Adam asked.

"It'll do that too. Don't be afraid, sweetie...I'll be right behind you." Heather said.

Adam stepped forward and his body disappeared into the sphere. As it did his shirt and boxers stayed outside the bubble and slid down the side of it and onto the floor.

Inside the bubble Adam floated into what seemed like a immense cloudy space. He felt and moved as though he were underwater, yet there was no water and he could breath normally. His body was totally naked and as he hovered there face up his penis bobbed around slowly.

"Mom?" He called.

No sooner did he call for her than Heather's body rose from between her son's legs. He watched her float up high into the air, like some nude Goddeess, smiling down on him. Her big tits bobbled around on her chest, making Adam's cock stir. He also had a birds-eye view the neatly-trimmed snatch crowning those long gorgeous legs.

Her body flipped gracefully, like an Olympic diver in slow motion as it gradually lowered back down towards Adam's.

"Hi sweetie." She said, reaching for his hands.

"Hold onto me." She said, placing his hands on her wide birthing hips.

Heather used her arms as if she were doing the breast-stroke and their bodies rose higher into the air. Adam hung on for the ride as Heather continued to swim through the air, obviously taking them somewhere.

As he held onto her soft hips Adam gawked up at the butt of his mom's huge fucking tits as they gently teetered up and down her chest.

Heather smiled down at her son as he drooled over her breasts.

"Has my little breast-hound died and gone to heaven?" She asked.

"Definitely." Adam said, taking a big gulp.

"We're almost there, love." Heather said.

Adam smelt the familiar aroma of Heather's mommy-muffin and realized that it was only a foot from his face. Her pubis was delicately trimmed, her clitoris fat and engorged and her labial meat splayed slightly open giving Adam a peek at the dripping mouth of her vagina.

Finally he felt his body come to rest on some type of soft invisible perch and as he lay back he watched his mom's voluptuous body drop down onto his, until she gently straddled him.

Adam's body quivered with excitement as he felt her big drooping breasts spill onto his chest and the meat of her genitals squash against the underside of his bone-hard penis.

"Well, what do you think?" She asked, gazing down at him.

"I think I like it here." He smiled.

Adam noticed his mom wearing some type of bracelet controller device.

"What's that." He asked.

"This, my love, is used to manipulate our environment within the bubble. It can make a precious moment seem to last forever...Watch." She said.

Heather began to quickly sit up, but as she did everything seemed to suddenly move in slow motion.

Adam watched his mom's chest rise. Everything inside his head was moving at normal speed, but the world around him was moving very very slowly. Right now the world around him consisted of two big beautiful tits. The pendulous wonders separated from Heather's tummy gradually swinging up higher and higher above the teens ogling eyes until they finally reached their highest point.

"Holy shit those are big." Adam thought, as the weight of the sacks began to shift downward.

He could actually see the rippling waves of milk moving along the underside of Heather's huge breasts as they fell back towards her tummy.

Heather had a naughty smile, her eyes glazed with delight and fixed up her son's reaction.

The falling udders finally collided with her tummy again and shuttered like jiggling jello. An action that should have lasted a few seconds had become one full minute of cock-pulsing enjoyment.

Time suddenly returned to normal and Adam gasped with excitement.

"I take it you enjoyed that." Heather giggled.

"That was amazing." Adam said.

"Well if you liked that...you're gonna love this." She said, giving him a quick peck on the lips.

As she rested her hands against his chest time slowed down again. Heather's legs dropped through the platform as if it wasn't even there. They fell until it looked as though she were riding her son like a horse.

Adam could feel her steamy genitals squashed against his and it felt heavenly. Heather's legs didn't stop there, they continued to rise up and up until they moved past Adam's head.

"Holy Christ." Adam thought as watched through the corner of his eyes two long bronze legs swing past both sides of his face.

Heather's legs were flexed, her sexy feet pointed and as she pushed off her son's chest, her body floating up away from his, her legs gradually swinging into a huge spread eagle.

Adam gazed up at her blooming sex in all it's glory. He could even see her puckered butt hole between those big meaty cheeks.

Heather slowly did a back flip until she was literally doing a handstand on her son's chest. Her big cans gracefully danced as she moved. Now, her legs were dropping again and as they fell, her face lowered down to within six inches of Adam's.

The look on her face was amazing. Adam had never seen it before. It was the look of a matronly Goddess savoring her boy's reaction as she performed for him.

Heather's body moved like a female gymnist in slow motion, her legs swinging past his young body again. Adam threw his head back with a groan as he felt her hot steaming twat collide with the underside of his boner. Once again her legs swung down, then up past his head like before and Heather fell back and pushed off her son's chest, her eyes never leaving his as she rose feet first high into the air.

She gracefully rolled into a standing position and, still looking down at Adam, arrived in an absolutely stunning pose. One of her long silky-smooth legs was slightly tucked in front of the other, her feet pointed downward. Her chest was thrust out making her already huge breasts look absolutely enormous. She just sort of hovered there, like a Goddess, gazing down on her new prize.

Time suddenly returned to normal and Heather floated down towards her son until she was sitting between his legs.

Adam sat up so that he was resting on his elbows.

"That was incredible, mom." He muttered.

Heather glanced at her son's boner with a naughty little grin.

"Yeah, I can tell." She said.

She got onto her hands and knees and slowly crawled above Adam's body. As she did he watched her big dangling boobs gently wobble. They hung nearly eighteen-inches off her chest, making a huge horseshoe-shaped crevice big enough to swallow Adam's entire head.

Adam felt the spongy breast-tips lick his chest as his mom crept right up over the top of him. He felt her fingers grasped his stone-hard rod and stroke it gently.

"Your father would want this...he would want us to be happy." She said, as if trying to convince herself.

"I think so too." Adam said.

"We're both in our prime...we both have needs." She said.

Heather grasped the base of her son's dong and d**g the bulbous head up and down her moist cleft. Adam sighed as he felt his bulb lick the slippery heat of his mother's genitals.

"Boys your age need to be getting laid, that's just all there is to it. It's a mother's job to take care of her baby." Heather said in a girly little voice.

"I wanna take care of you too, mom." Adam said.

"Sure about that? Your mother can be very needy." She smiled.

"I'll do my best." Adam said.

"I have a feeling with a few lessons in love you're gonna do just fine." Heather said, clutching the thick girth of Adam's battering ram.

"Let me show you my handsome young sweetheart. Let me give you a little lick of heaven." She said, gazing down at him with those big beautiful eyes.

With a flick of her finger Heather slowed down time again and Adam felt his spongy bulb sink down between her fleshy folds. He let out a long excited gasp as he felt the buttery mouth of her vagina gently slip over his helmet.

"Holy shit, I'm inside mom." His mind raced as he felt the warm sheath mold around his big pink plumb.

His pecker pulsed with eager anticipation as it began to vanish into the soft depths of a mother's most secret place.

The velvety walls of Heather's birth canal expanded around the meaty spear coaxing the sensitive glands as it continued to swallow the teenaged baby-maker at a snails pace.

"Oh God, that feels good." Adam thought as he stared up at Heather, lost in her loving eyes.

It was a full two minute journey for Adam's nine-inch monster until he felt his cap land against the rubbery head of his mother's cervix. Heather's fleshy meat curtains parted as they rested atop her son's big hairless balls.

"OHHHHHHH SHIT!" Adam thought as his eyes rolled back a little.

Heather's lips began to curl into a naughty little smile as she studied her son's reaction.

She squeezed her cunt-muscles expertly, clutching her new prize.

"So big and thick...and it's all mine." She thought.

Again Adam experienced two minutes of cock-quivering pleasure as his penis slipped back out of his mom's steamy glove. He felt like a k** leaving Disneyland and wanted so badly to stay buried to the hilt.

Just as his cork popped from the socket time became normal again and his dick fell back, slapping against his abdomen.

Heather fed him a big smile as Adam caught his breath.

"Makes a big difference when mom's awake, doesn't it?" She said.

"Oh yeah." He gasped.

"Want another lick?" Heather asked.

"Sure." He sighed.

Heather positioned his cock for stroke number two. This time she slowed time down just a little and clenched her cunt-muscles, creating a nice tight tube for her son to worm his cock through.

It only took about thirty-seconds this time for Adam's rod to squeeze through the slippery passage until his bulb met it's puckered target at the back of Heather's sex-cave.

Heather made the drooling mushroom bounce off of the greasy cervix and slip back down her vagina a few inches. Then with a powerful thrust she brought it home again, crushing his cock-head against the entrance to her womb. She repeated this process a few times, each cock-plunging stroke lasting about five seconds.

Adam was in absolute heaven as he felt his dick being expertly manipulated by the matronly cunt of his gorgeous mother. His eyes dropped to her breasts as they hung from her chest and trembled with each grinding thrust.

Heather dropped towards him making her son's eyes get big as her wobbling wondered slowly rolled like soft dough onto his chest.

"Hooollllyyy shit." He thought as he watched his mom's face drop towards his ear.

Time became normal and his cock was still buried in Heather's clutching pussy. Her lips were close to his ear so close he could feel her breath.

"Does my baby want me to pull a load of cum from his balls...huh?" She said in a sweet little tone.

"YYYYEAH." Adam's voice quivered.

"You want me to milk it and make it squirt?" She asked, flexing her muscles around his dong as she gave it a little up and back.

"Oh god yeah." He panted.

Time slowed again and Adam felt his mom's ass rise into the air, pulling his meat about three-quarters of the way out. Then, with intense force she slammed down hard on his cock, taking it all the way to the root. Her big pillowy ass-cheeks rippled as they collided with his ball.
Adam saw her ass rise again and felt her squeeze-box pulling at the flesh of his dong, then it fell, swallowing it into her deepest darkest depths.

In slow motion her ass striking his balls sounded like a wet echoing slap.

"TTTHHHDDDOOOSHHHH!!!!"

Again and again Adam watched his mom's butt rise and fall as she continued her assault on his teenaged prick.

"TTTHHHDDDOOOSHHHH!!!!"

"TTTHHHDDDOOOSHHHH!!!!"

"TTTHHHDDDOOOSHHHH!!!!"

"TTTHHHDDDOOOSHHHH!!!!"

Heather made time become normal, just long enough to mutter something naughty.

"Does my baby like that. Does he like to watch his momma's butt bounce on him." She said.

"Oh mom." Adam muttered as he felt his spongy helmet drag back and forth across his mom's cervical ring.

Time slowed and Heather's ass went back to work, rising and falling as she milked her son's pussy-smothered phallus.

"TTTHHHDDDOOOSHHHH!!!!"

"TTTHHHDDDOOOSHHHH!!!!"

"TTTHHHDDDOOOSHHHH!!!!"

"TTTHHHDDDOOOSHHHH!!!!"

Adam's cock was getting the royal treatment. No girl his age could fuck like his mom could. Not even close. Heather had those wide birthing hips which would allow her pelvis to work a cock for hours. She had a strong hungry pussy that had been pounded by big cocks and had given birth to all of her c***dren. If there was ever a woman that knew how to turn Adam's screw it was his mom.

Adam could feel the milk in his mom's breasts sloshing as they lay sandwiched between them. He listened to the long drawn-out whine at his ear.

"OOOOOOHHHHHHH!!!!! OOOOOOOOHHHHH!!!! OOOOOOHHHH, BBBBBBAAAAABBBBBYYYYY!!!" Heather moaned.

Heather felt his cock-head balloon. She knew he was close and slowed down time even more.

Like rising lava Adam felt his ejaculate inch up his pipe. In slow-motion time it took about ten seconds for it to reach the yawning mouth of his cock-head.

"OOOOHHH GOD, OOOOHHH GOD....OH, SHIT!!!" He thought as the feeling intensified.

Heather's cervix pressed against the swollen knob making it turn slightly upward as the first rope of hot jism squirted from his piss-hole, providing about five body-wracking seconds of intense pleasure.

The second rope was equally as strong and Adam groaned as it seemed that the long milky blast would never end. At this super-slow speed the lucky teenager's orgasm went on for nearly ten minutes. It was hands down the most intense ten minutes of his entire life.

"Would you believe that we've been at it for over an hour?" Heather smiled as she rested on her elbows staring down at him.

Adam' s cock was still pulsing with post-orgasmic bliss as it began to soften within his mom's sheath.

"The bubble is amazing. You really know how to work that thing" He said, glancing at her control bracelet.

"Oh baby, you haven't even seen the half of what I can do." She smiled.

With a flick of her wrist Adam fell through the cloud, slowly dropping until he felt a set of soft arms catch him. He felt the familiar cushion of mountainous breasts against his back and watched as those long bronze legs coiled up around him. He turned to see his mom's head resting on his shoulder.

"It's okay, sweetie...momma's got you." She said softly.

"But you're up there." Adam said as he watched the original figure of his mom descend towards him like Venus.

"Yes, I am." She smiled.

"But I'm also here holding you." The voice at his ear whispered.

As he slowly fell another figure of his mother rose up between his legs. She looked exactly like the other two. Her hands were on her hips, supporting the weight of those big drooping bra-busters.

"I'm right here too...waiting for my baby." She smiled.

"How many of there are you?" He asked as he felt he and his mom's bodies come to rest on another cloud.

"There can be a few." The mom at his ear said softly.

"Or there can be hundreds." The mom standing between his legs smiled.

Adam looked up and saw a multitute of mom's all around him. They all looked exactly alike, big tits and all and they all gazed at him with nothing but pure love in their eyes

"Holy shit." He muttered, making all the moms giggle at his reaction.

The original mom hovering above him spoke next.

"So you see my love...I can give you that wonderful one-on-one lovin...." She said.

Suddenly a mom appeared on her hands and knees hovering over him.

"Or I can bury you in me." She said.

She fell onto his chest and began licking at his neck. His body was now trapped between two sets of huge boobs each mom flailing her tongue against the soft of his neck. Another mom appeared, her tits wobbling across his face, then another set swung past his eyes, slapping again the first two.

He felt soft hands pulling at his cock and balls. He felt what had to be four, five...maybe even six tongues twirling against his cock-head, his dick now iron hard again.

"You can spend all day smothered in big-breasted moms." A voice at one ear said.

"Sucking and chewing on their titties." The voice at the other ear said.

His mom's face almost magically emerged from between two of the dangling breasts, her mouth moving right up against his.

"While they swing...and bounce...and slap against you." She said, the face suddenly becoming a big wobbling boob.

Adam latched onto the big rubbery areola and began to nurse like a hungry baby.

"Can you smell it, baby?" One voice said.

"All those all hot horny mommy-pussies." Another said.

A mouth appeared above his eyes as he continued to suck.

"Yearning to be stuffed full. To pull all the cum out of those big baby-soft balls." The mouth said.

Adam could feel sweaty fingers squeezing his scrotum their long painted nails digging into the tender meat of his nuts.

"Can you feel it baby?" One of the moms asked.

"Can you feel the hungry pussy swallowing you." Another finished.

Adam could feel his cock gliding up and down the warm clutches of his mom's cunt. Oddly, he could still feel the half-dozen tongues fluttering against his manhood as well.

"Ohhhh, that's what you want, isn't it sweetheart. You wanna spend your day fucking pussies...." One voice said.

"And mouths..." Another continued as Adam felt the wet warmth of his mom's mouth give his cock a couple long sucking strokes.

"And butt-holes..." The voice at his ear hissed.

The mouth suddenly became the tight searing heat of Heather's ass. He could feel her tight butt-ring pulsing around the base of his shaft as it kissed his sack.

"Blowing load after load of hot creamy cum into your mother." Yet another voice said.

That was about all Adam could take. The titties...the tongues and now the warm grinding ass was just too much for him. His body convulsed a little as he prepared to pop.

"GGGGRRRMMMNNN!!!!" He moaned, his mouth stuffed full of breast-meat.

The ass in his lap was rocking wilding as Heather stirred her bowels with her son's big spoon. She felt the big hot blasts of cum splatter against the walls of her shit-chute as Adam came with furious intensity.

The moms giggled as they heard Adam groaning beneath the pile of smothering breasts.

As his super-orgasm subsided Adam became aware that there were no longer copies of his mom piled on top of him. There was just one...the one who had been watching all along as she floated majestically in a standing position above him, her cute little toes pointed downward.

"My darling sweetheart." She smiled lovingly.

As if diving beneath the ocean Heather's body rolled forward and moved face first towards her son. Her little bare feet fluttered behind her, propelling her body down to his, where she stopped just short of his face.

Adam felt his mom's hands touch his chest. He felt two more sets of hands slither up his cheeks and tilt his face slightly to the side as Heather's lips moved in for a slow soft kiss.

His eyes traveled past his mom's face gazing up at her long matronly frame. His body shivered as he looked at the swell of that big meaty ass and the backside of those long silky-smooth legs as they pointed straight up to heaven.

Heather bent one of her legs back playfully, clenching her cute little toes.

She smiled as she watched her baby's reaction.

"And how could I deny a son that worships me the way you do?" She said.

Heather tilted her body up so that her big tits dangled above her son's eyes. She moved her chest a little letting her sacks swing from side to side teasingly.

Finally, she brought her lips down her son's ear letting her chest flatten out against his.

"Adam." She whispered.

"Fuck my pussy!" She hissed in an almost unworldly voice.

Adam groaned as he woke in his bed.

"Had it all been a dream?" He thought.

The door to his room slid open and Heather strode inside. She wore only a short silk robe that moulded around the coutours of her voluptuous frame.

"Well, hello there handsome. Welcome back to the world of the living." She said, sitting on the edge of his bed.

"Mom." He said.

"Yes, love." She said.

"Was that bubble thing real or was I dreaming that?" He asked.

Heather giggled and brushed the hair from his eyes.

"Yes, my young sweetheart...it was all very real." She said.

"There were so many of you." He muttered.

"You liked being buried in mom, didn't you?" She smiled.

"Did I ever." Adam smiled.

"Well, maybe after you eat something we'll go back into the bubble...let my baby boy get his fuck on." She said.

"Can we just go now...I'm not all that hungry." He said.

"So you can poop out on me in two hours I don't think so. Healthy boys fuck longer and harder...and you won't be a healthy boy if you don't eat." She said.

"You're so cool mom." Adam said.

"Why, cause I've agreed to let you dick me?" She smiled.

"Well, yeah...that too but...I don't know...I just can't imagine spending the rest of my life with anyone else." He said.

Heather smiled as tears welled up in her eyes.

"Funny you should say that because...I feel the same way about you. I mean, how lucky am I to be stuck aboard this ship with someone so young and beautiful. I can think of no one else I rather wrap my legs around." She said, tracing her nails across his chest.

"Thanks." Adam smiled.

"You know...I think you and I need to do something...before we even step foot inside that naughty little bubble." She said.

"What's that?" Adam asked.

"We need to make love." She smiled.

Adam's heart skipped a beat. He couldn't believe these words were coming out of his own mom's mouth.

"Isn't that what we do in the bubble?" Adam said.

"No...in the bubble we fuck, but out here...in the real world...when it's just you and me...this is where we make love. Do you want me to explain the difference to you, sweetie?" She said.

"Sure." Adam smiled.

"Lie down." She whispered, pushing her son's chest until he lay flat on his back.

Heather scooted onto the bed and curled her legs to the side. She rested her hand on the other side of Adam so she was now leaning over him, her big wobbling breasts kissing his chest through the thin silk material. She looked down into his eyes.

"Sometimes when a man and a woman hump they let their primitive sides come out and they look more like two sweaty a****ls attacking each other than two people having sex. When two people get wild like that and they buck and claw and grind...that's called fucking." Heather explained.

"When we were in the bubble and my butt was bouncing hard against you like that...I was fucking my baby's cock." She smiled.

"You're baby liked that." Adam smiled.

"My baby better have...cause his momma's big butt's gonna spend a lot of time bouncing against him." She smiled.

"You're butt felt really good too, mom." Adam said.

"Liked those soft plump ass-cheeks did you?" She smiled.

"Oh yeah." Adam said.

"Those aren't the only things big and soft you like." She smiled, making her tits swing back and forth a little.

Heather's robe had parted enough for Adam to see her long gaping cleavage.

"You're right about that. So tell me about making love." He sighed.

"Well, unlike fucking, when two people make love it's like a slow intricate dance. You spend lots of time exploring your lover's body...searching for every little nerve ending. And after you find their little sweet spots you make them cum again and again and again." She said, lowering her face to Adam's.

"I like the sound of that." He smiled.

"I hope so 'cause you're stuck aboard this ship with someone who really likes to make love." She smiled.

Adam's eyes were drawn to her boobs, half-flattened against his chest as she leaned over him.

"Adam." Heather said, drawing his eyes back to hers.

"Make love to me." She whispered.

"Here?" Adam asked nervously.

"No...I have a better spot in mind." She said, leaping to her feet.

Adam climbed off the bed and stood in front of his mom, his big boner teetering in his shorts.

"Turn around." Heather said.

When Adam turned Heather jumped on his back and wrapped her arms and legs around him for a piggy-back ride. She let out a cute little scream and giggled as she clung onto him.

"Mmmmm, my strong sweetheart." She said, clawing at his chest.

Adam reached down and grabbed her thighs, holding her up. He gasped when he felt how soft and smooth they were.

"Straight ahead, loverboy." She joked.

Adam carried his mom out of his room and across the main living area, her long bronze legs coiled around his waist. He could feel Heather's soft breasts jiggle against his bare back as they moved.

"The elevator." She whispered excitedly.

Adam stepped inside the small elevator and the door closed. Turning to face the door he felt his mom's little feet slide up his thighs as she planted sensual little kisses to the side of his face.

"You gonna let momma spend some time on you...finding your little sweet spots...hhhhhmmm?" Heather said in a sultry little voice.

"Yeah." Adam muttered.

"Is my baby gonna let me teach him how to make sweet love?" Heather asked between kisses.

"Oh yeah." His voice quivered.

The door opened and Adam carried his mom into the control room.

"Put me down." She whispered.

Heather slipped off of Adam's back and before he could turn around she already had the tie the her robe undone. He watched the thin silk covering slip off her shoulders and fall to the floor. Her huge drooping tits teetered gently from side to side as they sprung free.

Adam watched as his mom squatted down and tugged his shorts down to his ankles, freeing his his big bobbing teenaged boner.

She stood back up and took his hand leading him over to the big oversized control chair. Heather sat on the edge of the seat and Adam stood between her legs. With the flick of a switch the chair lifted higher into the air until it was at waist level. She coiled her arms around her baby.

They both looked down and could see that Adam's bone hard was now pointed straight towards his mother's squeezebox, only a few inches away from it's hungry mouth.

They both lifted their eyes at once and Heather fed her son a naughty little smile.

"I thought this was a fitting place to christen the new captain of my love life." She smiled.

Using her feet on the back of his thighs, Heather pulled her son closer until his big bulbous cockhead sunk between the pedels of her labial meat, splitting her twat.

"And let him blast his rocket into the warm wet clutches of my hungry universe." She muttered, pulling her son's dong up her fiery birth canal.

Adam groaned as he felt his penis being swallowed. Deeper and deeper it went as Heather took his impressive length all the way to his balls. Just as his pubic bone squashed against her swollen clit, Adam felt his bloated pink bulb turn slightly upward as it met the spongy head of Heather's cervix.

"Oh God." He groaned, as Heather tightened her muscles around his girth.

"No...Oh Mom." She smiled, acknowledging the fact that she was now the matronly Goddess of his young world.

Heather slowly moved her lips to Adams, tilting her head as they met for a long sensual kiss. Their tongues met and began a slow twisting dance. Heather's long pink snake fluttered circles around her son's, showing it's experience.

As they kissed Heather used her cunt muscles to squeeze the meat of her son's spear, smothering it within the silky folds of her vagina.

"You like that." She asked softly.

"Yeah." Adam's voice quivered.

"I'm gonna spoil my baby's dick with this pussy." She said, digging her heels into his thighs so that his cockhead was crushed against her cervix.

Heather fell back onto her elbows arching her back so that her big tits rolled off the sides of her chest. Adam took hold of her wide birthing hips and gazed down at the rounded contour of her belly and her cute little belly button. His eyes traveled down to the thin patch of well manicured fuzz crowing that swollen clit and the big bloated lips clutching the base of his pipe. The fact that he was seeing his own mom this way made his knees go weak.

Adam's instincts took over and he began to slowly saw his cock in and out of it's new home. Heather rocked a bit, meeting her son's downward stroke.

"That's it, sweetie...feed it to me....Feed it to momma." Her voice whined.

They fell into a nice steady rhythm and Adam stared in awe at Heather's tits as they rolled up and down her chest. Heather brought her legs up into the birthing position, allowing him more room to work.

For a split second at a time half of Adam's greasy pole emerged from Heather's split, before sinking once again, all the way to the ball bumping root.

"That's it sugar...long deep strokes just like that." Heather smiled.

"Oh, it feels so good, mom." Adam muttered.

Heather quickly sat up again and wrapped her arms and legs around him, crushing her big tits against his chest.

"Oh baby." She cried, burying her face into the soft of his neck.

Adam continued fucking and now Heather's long legs were assisting him. It was quite the site: a thirty-nine year old big breasted mother of two, clutching her eighteen year old son like a hungry spider as he thrust into her with his big dick. If there could ever be a perfect picture of mother/son ball busting this would surely be it.

Adam was in complete euphoria as he felt his mom's tongue plow against the sensitive tendons in his neck. Then there was the feel of humongous boobs sloshing against his chest. However, the icing on the cake was the warm squeezebox clasping his vien covered steak as it burrowed in and out.

"Oh God, Mom...I'm gonna cum." He announced.

"Me too." Heather whimpered, resting her head on his shoulder.

She grasped his ass, digging into the tender flesh with her long nails and pulling her son in deep with every inward thust. "Adam...look at me." She exclaimed, as they both traveled to the brink of orgasmic bliss.

Adam looked into his mom's eyes as their bodied continued to thrash. There was a look about her that he had never seen before. With her mouth slightly open and her eyes beginning to roll back, it was that pre-orgasmic glow and he fucking loved it.

"OOOHHHHH GOD!!!!" She cried.

He held her body against his as she began to convulse. As he listened to Michelle grunt and pant the sperm began to fire from Adam's cock like it never had before. In thick milky strands it splashed against the back of his mom's vaginal cavity.

For two full minutes the cum squirting pair bucked and squirmed until at last they had milked it for all it was worth.

As they held each other and caught their breath a voice suddenly came from the corner of the control room. They both instantly recognized it.

"It's you're father." Michelle whispered in disbelief.

The pair dislodged and walked over to the ships radio.

"Michelle or Adam...if you can hear me...please respond or switch on your homing beacon...over." The voice said.

"He found us." Adam said.

"No...he didn't. Only if we respond will he find us." Michelle said.

"So...should we respond?" Adam said.

Heather took her son's hand and stared up into his eyes.

"When we were in the bubble and I was bouncing on you...I discovered something." She said.

"What's that?" He asked.

"That I had found my new love and that nothing in this universe was going to change that...not even your father." She said.

"I'll understand if you wanna go back...but if you stay...I'll promise you this...you're gonna fuck....you're gonna fuck a lot." Heather said with a cute little smile, clutching Adam's balls in her tiny hand.

"How can I turn my back on that?" Adam sighed.

"Heather and Adam can you hear me." Adam's dad's voice said.

Heather smiled at the radio.

"Sorry, honey...I have a hot young cock to take care of now." She said jokingly, squeezing her son's flaccid prick.

"Don't worry dad, I'll take care of mom's pussy for you." Adam giggled.

Heather threw her arms around his neck and kissed her new prince.

"Fuckn right you will." She said.

She took hold of his cock and led him from the control room. Adam watched her meaty ass sway seductively and the slopping side of her tit wobble with every step.

"I thing somebody needs to spend the rest of the day buried under a pile of mommies." She winked.

"I think you're right." Adam said, his heart racing with excitement.