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"Harder, baby, please," she groaned, pushing at him so his tongue would graze her swollen clit. But Chuck moved his mouth just in time to avoid the contact, and Felicia groaned with disappointment.

He continued teasing at her cunt lips, sliding his tongue around and around the meaty flesh, flicking at the gooey cunt cream that clung to

it. Finally, he brushed past the outer slit, sliding into the inner labes and steamy red gash of her cunt.

"Oooooh, Chuck, oooh, please… " she pleaded. She was thrashing her head from side to side, her fingers clutching at tufts of carpeting, her toes flexing and unflexing as her excitement grew.

Chuck slid his tongue all along her hot throbbing cunt now, licking up the sweet juices that were flowing from it, rolling them around in his mouth to experience the flavor fully. Every now and then, he would glance up from her cunt and see how long and bard her nipples were. He wanted to take them between his fingers and twist tern, then suck on them hard. But he held off, knowing that in the long run, his slow teasing of her pussy was the way to the best orgasm;

At last, when he felt he had worked her up enough, he pressed apart her cunt lips, so that he had a clear shot at her purplish, fleshy clit, and very softly, he probed at it with his stiffened tongue.

"Aaaaah!" Felicia gasped, twitching as a thousand pinpricks of pleasure jabbed her.

"Oh, my God!"

Delighted with this response, Chuck stabbed her clit with his tongue once again, and Felicia grunted, digging her heels into the carpet, flexing her thighs wildly.

Chuck decided that now was the time to really do her, and, taking a deep breath, he pressed his mouth to her hot, hot cunt, jabbing and withdrawing his tongue in a violent fucking motion while he rubbed and diddled her cut with his thumb and index finger.

This drove Felicia out of her mind, her thrashing became more violent, the cords in her neck stood out as she strained toward a climax.

Her eyelids fluttered and winked, so that only the whites of her eyes were visible between them.

On and on, Chuck tongue-fucked her, scooping cunt honey into his mouth, loving the rich, musky taste and smell of it. He could feel his mother straining all the muscles in her body. It was as if she were fighting a battle her muscles twitched and convulsed, her breathing became shallow and raspy.

By now, Chuck=s cock had swelled to a full hard-on, and in his excitement, he forgot about prolonging the foreplay. Instead, he shafted his tongue deep into his mother's cunt, twisting it this way and that so that it poked and gouged the sleek, muscular walls. And he battered her clit hard, pressing it into her groin, twisting it nearly full circle in one direction and then the other.

Felicia was pushing toward her limit. Her face was screwed up and swollen with lust, and a deep. flush spread over. her skin from her forehead down to her toes. She was bucking her ass off of the floor, her little asshole convulsing wildly in time to the shudders and contractions of her cunt.

"I–I=m coming!" she groaned. "I'm coming!"

She arched her back, pounded her palms on

the rug, and pressed her thighs up around Chuck's ears, as the wildest orgasm she'd ever experienced ripped through her guts, spreading a warm tingling sensation of release throughout her body. Her clit pulsed and pulsed as the after shocks of the climax continued to sear through her charged nerves

When Chuck felt the spasms in her muscles growing weaker, he lifted his face from between her legs and sat up. She was lying more quietly now; her breathing had become steadier; her nipples had lost their stiffness.

"Did you come?" he joked.

Felicia propped herself up on one elbow and smiled. "You know I did, silly."

He chuckled softly, and positioned himself so that he was lying beside her. She smoothed her hand down his chest and belly till it rested on his cock, which was still semi-hard.

"But you didn't get yours," she said softly. "Don't worry; I'm fine" he murmured, turning to her and kissing her gently on the lips.

"No, I intend on giving you a flick you won't soon forget," she said.

"I won't forget any of the times we fucked." "What a charmer you are!" she giggled, squeezing his balls gently. "What I really mean is, I'm going to show you a whole different way of fucking." She got up slowly and walked to the kitchen, leaving Chuck to play with his hard-on until she returned.

When she got back, she had a butter dish with a cube of butter on it in her hand, and Chuck looked at it, puzzled. "Are you hungry?" he asked.

"In a way," she purred, nestling down beside him, this time on her stomach.

"You know what I'd really like? I'd like you to kiss me from the nape of my neck, down my shoulders and back and over my ass, all the way to my feet. Think you're up for that?"

''Sure,'' Chuck smiled.

"And just to make the whole thing sweeter, I'm going to butter myself up a little." She scooped up the butter and began rubbing it over her ass cheeks and inner thighs, and, to Chuck's amazement, she took a large glob of the stuff on the tip of her index finger and with a little grunt, stuck it up her asshole.

He swallowed hard, certain now that she probably wanted him to tongue-fuck her ass, and he wasn't sure he could do that. The idea turned him off.

Felicia gave Chuck a saucy look, then lay down on her stomach beside him. "Honey, I want you to lie on top of me when you kiss me.

It excites me more that way."

Chuck thought it would probably excite him more, too, and he hauled himself on top of her, his chest fitting snugly into the curve of her back, his cock and groin pressed into the curves of her ass.

"Ah, that's better," Felicia sighed, laying her head down on her arms.

She delighted in the sensation of her son's weight on top of her, pushing her tits into the carpet, holding her down helplessly, his thick, fully erect cock lying next to her ass bud. Her little asshole wrenched open and shut in excitement. Thrills of excitement shot up her spine, and she began grinding her hips, pressing her cut into the floor.

Chuck could feel her ass rubbing up against his prick, and with his desire mounting, his kisses became less tender and more violent. His lips pressed against the smooth skin of her back; he was sucking hard now, leaving red welts where his mouth had been.

And Felicia's sexy motions were becoming more and more violent beneath him. She was pushing her ass up high, pumping it so that it rubbed against his stiff prick. His breathing was raspy and hard, and he was wildly excited.

At last, he couldn't hold back any longer, and reaching beneath her, he raised her up. Grabbing his cock in his hand1 he aimed it at her cunt from behind.

"Darling," Felicia said breathlessly. "I–I want it up my ass! Please, baby!"

Chuck hesitated for only a moment before he reached for the butter dish, scooped up a hunk of the soft butter and rubbed it along the length of his cock shaft. His prick was so heated up, the butter began to melt along it. He'd heard about ass fucking, of course, but he'd never really fantasized about it much. And Sue, his old girlfriend, would never have let him fuck her ass, anyhow. But now his wild mother was inviting him to do just that!

He grabbed her ass cheeks near the cleft that separated them, and Felicia gasped with pleasure, rotating her ass, pushing it up at him.

"Go easy, baby," she sighed, reaching back so she could help him to hold her ass, cheeks apart. Chuck was fascinated by the sight of her pulsing little ass hole. It was so tiny, how could it possibly take in his massive cock? It just didn't seem possible that he could push it in without really hurting her. But she was breathlessly insisting that he do just that.

Holding steady, he nudged her slippery ass bud with his wide cock head, and she started, grunting with pleasure at the sensation of his prick battering at her sensitive ass hole.