My Vindictive Mom

I’m minding my own business in my bedroom when I hear a loud thump. I walk into the kitchen to find my son very angry. I am finally able to get him to calm down and talk to me, and now I feel so bad for the guy. He was bringing a present to his girlfriend when he accidentally walked in on her fucking some other dude! He is so angry and heartbroken. He can’t control his emotions. And I know just how he feels. His father cheats on me regularly with my own sister. I can’t believe those words are actually coming out of my mouth right now. To my son. I’ve never told this to anyone before. I’ve kept it a secret for so long. Mainly because I know it’s still happening. But it feels so good to get that off my chest. When I see the gift that he got for his girlfriend on the ground, I pick it up. He tells me just to keep it. When I look into the bag, I get an idea. I know it’s wrong, but hell, I know exactly how he feels. I go into my bedroom and come out wearing the outfit he chose for his girlfriend. I’m nervous as hell. This outfit was meant for a 21 year old, not a 41 year old. But when he sees me standing before him, he instantly gets a hard on. Why am I so excited by this? Do I need vengeance on his father this badly? Yes. I do. I suck and fuck my son until he cums inside me. And I leave his cum deep in my pussy. Something about that warm, young semen dripping out of me makes me want more.