Sally Simpson - Hot family action

Chuck knew what all this meant that his mother would soon be bursting into a gut wrenching orgasm. Determined to give her the best possible come she'd ever had, he pressed down on her dit, pulled his tongue out of her pulsing cunt and jabbed it up her asshole.

Felicia's cry of release was muffled by the great slab of prick meat down her throat. Flailing and kicking, she was overwhelmed by a great tide of pleasure. It washed over her in waves, each more penetrating than the last.

Lights seemed to pop behind her eyes, her heartbeat became so strong in her ears, it nearly made her deaf. And all the while her nerves were sizzling with this tremendous overload, she tried to hold on long enough to bring her son off, too.

Sawing her finger back and forth under his heavy bail sac, she let up on his prick, switching from her deep-throating technique to a hard and fast blow job. Up and down she ran her ovaled lips, sucking hard, trailing her tongue around and around his sensitive flesh.

And then she had her reward. He bucked up off the bed several times, stabbing her hard with his swollen prick. And with a great bellow of release, he slammed a hot heavy load of jism down her throat.

Overjoyed, Felicia swallowed the sexy goo down as fast as she could, loving the burning trail it left in her throat and belly.

When it was all over, she let her son's shrinking cock slip from her mouth, and then she rolled off him. Crawling beside him, she slid her sweaty body next to his.

"I love you, Mom," he said weakly, laying his hand on one of her big soft tits.

"I know, baby. I know," she whispered. Snuggling close to him, she felt him drift off to sleep.

Felicia wasn't sleepy, so she just lay there beside him, listening to his steady, untroubled breathing, wishing that they could go on like this forever.

Felicia sighed with pleasure as she slid down farther in the tub, letting the warm, soapy water flow over her tits to just under her chin. It wasn't often that she took the time for a soothing bubble bath, but she'd been through a lot the last couple of weeks, and she felt that she needed time to relax and be alone.

As she closed her eyes and let the water do its work, relaxing her muscles, easing the tired, cramped feeling she had in her legs and feet, she began to massage her tits, rubbing her palms around the heavy, rounded undersides.

"Yes, yes… "she whispered as sweet sensations of pleasure began to build in the fleshy tit mounds.

Unconsciously, she began to rotate her hips and asscheeks, her ass flesh squeaking against the bottom of the porcelain tub as she did so. Gradually the feelings of contentment and pleasure began to grow into sharp stabs of lust. Wild with the need for even stronger sensations, she began digging her long fingernails into her tit-flesh, then grabbed her tense, stiffened nipples. Squeezing them mercilessly, she sparked little electric shocks that sizzled through her tits and settled in her hot, churning cunt.

"Oh, so good… "she moaned, squeezing her thighs together, pressing on her swollen, aroused cut.

She slipped her left hand down from her tit and over her cunt mound, sliding it through the wet silky cunt hair to her vibrating clit.

"Unh!" she groaned and she pushed down on it with her finger, rotating it in a continuous circular motion.

"Well, well, well… having fun, darling?" David's voice, filled with amusement, startled her, and she jumped, splashing water out of the tub. Casually, he strode into the bathroom, his hands on his hips, a lewd smile on his face.

Felicia was already so flushed with excitement, the blush of embarrassment that spread across her face was nearly invisible.

"I–I, uh

"No need to be ashamed. I've been married to you for nearly twenty years. Don't you think I know you're like a bitch in heat most of the time? May I?" He motioned to the bathmat by the side of the tub, and Felicia nodded a little uncertainly.

David got down on his knees on the mat and leaned over, kissing Felicia passionately on the mouth. She was confused and ashamed, but the wonderful feel of his lips against hers really turned her on, and she responded, sliding her wet little tongue into his mouth.

"Mmmmm," David moaned, as he returned the compliment, Frenching his wife rapidly. At the same time, he reached over and grasped one perfect, plump tit in his hand.

Squeezing the creamy handful of flesh, he pulled his lips off hers and began to kiss her check and then her ear, sliding his pointed tongue around and around the shell-like outer curve.

"Ooooooh, David!" Felicia gasped with pleasure. Her heart was pounding rapidly; she could feel the thick creamy cunt juice oozing out her fuck hole and spreading out into the bath water.

Now David was stabbing his tongue deep into her ear, turning it this way and that as his warm breath echoed inside. This tickled Felicia unbearably, and she kicked her feet out in protest, splashing water out of the tub and onto the floor. "Ooooo, David! Stop it! Stop it!"

But this only goaded David on, and — he started Frenching her ear. The short in-and-out strokes of his tongue touched on all the delicate little nerve endings in the thin pink-and-white skin there. Quicksilver sensations of pleasure shot down Felicia's neck to her tits and belly, ending up in her wildly vibrating clit. Giggling and gasping, she humped up from the tub, only to slam her supple ass cheeks against the bottom. Her cut was vibrating faster than a hummingbird's wings, and she could feel the blood pulsing and coursing through it.

As David laved and flicked into her ear, he continued squeezing her tit, letting his fingers range all over the massive globe. Finally he settled on her stiff nipple, knowing that it was one of the most sensitive parts of her body.

He was as hard on the long, swollen nub as Felicia had been, grasping it roughly between his thumb and index finger, squeezing it and mashing it.

"Ungh, ungh, ungh!" Felicia gasped, delirious with the wild sensations that were sparking through her body. The combination of delicate, maddening tongue thrusts into her ear, and the hard, manhandling of her tit were driving her crazy with lust.

Unable to stand it any longer, she poked two fingers up her burning cunt and began pumping in and out, in and out, stirring up all the lush cunt juice that was pouring out from deep inside.

"Oh, David, honey! I'm so horny, I can't stand it! Please, fuck me, baby! I need to feel you inside me!"

David growled his agreement, his prick bulging dangerously in the crotch of his pants. He pulled his tongue from her ear and his hand from her tit and rising from his kneeling position, grabbed her under her armpits. Then he yanked her over and out of the tub, setting her don on the bath mat.

He put his arms around her, and squeezed her to his chest, her wet tits leaving large water prints on his shirt.

"Oh, baby," Felicia sighed, pressing her groin up against his, feeling the hard bulge of his cock press against her cunt mount. "Baby, I want it."

"Well, you're gonna get it," he growled. Letting go of her, he reached down, unhitched his belt, pulled down his pants and skivvies, and stepped out of them.

His cock, and angry purplish-red, was standing at a steep angle to his groin. Long, thick veins curved along its surface, pulsing with blood. Felicia's eyes widened at the sexy sight, and she reached out to run her hand along the underside of his prick.

"Oooooh, yeah, I want that," she murmured, moving closer, rubbing her hairy cunt mound against the great fuck tool.

David shuddered with pleasure at the contact, and with a sudden, passionate movement, he pushed his wife up against the tiled wall. Then, reaching toward her, he spread apart her fat cunt labes, revealing the dark pink inner meat.