Sally Simpson - Hot family action

"Come off it, Felicia! If fucking your own son is O.K., why isn't it O.K. for me to watch?"

He had a point, Felicia realized. "You old devil," she said, shaking her head and smiling. The funny part was, she was beginning to get turned-on by the thought of David watching while she fucked their son.

Felicia gazed into the full-length mirror, a shiver of excitement running up her spine. It had been years since she'd started herself up this way, and she'd forgotten how 'very sexy and naughty she could make herself look when she set her mind to it.

She looked like an expensive hooker in her spiked black heels, sheer, patterned black stockings, and black garter belt. She wasn't wearing any panties, so her thick, furry cunt muff was in full view, tempting and erotic. But perhaps the sexiest part of her outfit was the sheer black bra she was wearing. Heavily under wired, it covered only the bottoms of her fits, so her soft, creamy tit-flesh swelled out of the cups, the tops of the nipples just barely visible.

"Well, what do you think, David?" she asked twirling around to give him a good view of every angle of her luscious body.

"I think you look good enough to eat, "he rasped, stepping forward and grabbing her in his arms, bending down and kissing the top of her left tit.

"Hey hold on," she laughed, pushing herself away from him. "You know our plan let's not jump the gun!"

Reluctantly, David loosened his grip and let his wife slip out of it. "Yeah, you're right, but you're so damned sexy!"

"That's the idea, darling," she giggled. "Now hurry go to your hiding place, and I'll get Chuck in here.

David did as she said, placing himself behind the half-opened door of his wife's dressing room. This way, he had a great view of the bedroom but was hiding from the sight of anyone in the room.

Meanwhile, Felicia pulled on a bathrobe and cinched it tight, making sure that it fully covered her sexy outfit. Then she walked out to the garage, where Chuck stood in T-shirt and cutoffs, busy waxing his surfboard.

Chuck looked up from his work, and when he saw the sexy, come-hither look on his mother's face, he immediately dropped his tools. "You bet!" he agreed, grabbing a rag and wiping his hands. But as he walked toward her, he suddenly stopped in his tracks. "But what about Dad?"

"Oh I guess you didn't see him leave. Bill Peterson picked him up a few minutes ago. They went downtown to take a look at some building plans."

"Fantastic!" He bounded up the steps, following her down the hail to the bedroom.

Felicia glanced toward her dressing room, and her heart skipped a beat. Though she couldn't see David, she knew he was there, just around the corner. This was all so naughty and exciting!

With all the style of a professional stripper, she slowly untied the sash at her waist, letting the robe drape open so the boy could get a glimpse of her full white tits. Then she shrugged first one shoulder, then the other, and the robe slid down to the floor. Now she stood before him, in all her sexy glory.

Chuck's eyes nearly popped out of his head at the sight of his luscious mother. "Jesus Christ!" he gasped.

Felicia smiled, shaking her head and tossing her long, dark hair over her shoulder. Chuck licked his lips, his gaze traveling up and down her body, pausing at her tits and her sexy cunt mound.

"Aw, Mom! You're too much!" He came toward her, his prick bulging and pulsing in his crotch, his face flushed with arousal.

Felicia arched her back and took a step forward, offering herself to him. Eagerly, he reached out to touch her, sliding his hands up and down her sleek, silk-encased thighs. As his breathing grew more and more ragged, he strayed closer and closer to her cunt. At last, he slid his left hand over to the dense thicket of her cunt bush, combing his fingers through the coarse, curly hair.

"Oooooh!" Felicia gasped when he touched on her vibrating cit. It was already so engorged with blood, it felt as if it would burst.

"Like that?" Chuck rasped, pressing down even harder.

Felicia moaned in response, swiveling her hips, rubbing his thigh with her own.

Chuck didn't need any more encouragement. Skillfully, he grabbed her twitching cit between his thumb and forefinger and squeezed it, rotating it around and around at the same time.

"Jesus Christ, honey!" Felicia groaned, thrusting her tits at him.

He licked his lips as he gazed down into her deep cleavage, and with a sudden movement, plunged his right hand between her tits, massaging her supple tit-flesh hungrily.

"God, you're so beautiful!" he moaned. Letting his other hand drop from her cunt for a minute, he unzipped his fly. Then he grabbed Felicia's right hand and forced it down the front of his shorts.

Felicia shuddered with excitement when she touched his warm, stiff prick flesh. It was fully erect, the fat head pulsing with blood, his fucker vibrating like a plucked string.

Her cunt convulsed violently, sending a thick, sticky stream of pussy juice down her inner thighs. The tangy odor of the rich elixir filled her nostrils and sped up her heart. With a shaking hand, she grasped Chuck's prick shaft near the head and began to jack on it.

"Aw, yeah," the boy murmured, rocking back and forth on the balls of his feet.

She used all the tricks she knew sliding her fist well over his cockhead, pressing the fleshy part of her thumb against the sensitive underside of his dick but she couldn't really get at his marvelous cock the way she wanted to. So she stopped jacking on him, grabbed onto the waistband of his shorts with both hands, and pulled the shorts down past his hips. His prick sprang out at her, erect and already coated with pre-cum.

"Mmmmmm, so nice," Felicia muttered as she pressed her cunt mound against his rigid cock, swaying from side to side, massaging the pulsing fuckmeat.

Chuck shuddered with excitement, his ass cheeks contracting, his breathing coming in great jagged rasps. Roughly, he reached in back of Felicia, searching for the hook of her bra. But try as he might, he couldn't seem to get it unfastened, and in a fit of frustration, he yanked at the back strap, tearing it apart with a loud ripping sound. The bra fell from Felicia' s tits, skidding onto the floor.

Now there was nothing between him and his mother's plump gleaming tits. "Yes, oh, yes… "he hissed, his eyes devouring the big white mounds with their stiff pink nipples.

He cupped her tits in his palms, then leaned

down, pushing them up toward his mouth. Like a starving man, he went down on her gorgeous tit-meat, licking and biting at it so savagely that he left big red welts all over it.

"Oh, oh, oh!" Felicia groaned, her eyelids fluttering, her hips swiveling wildly.

Now the boy slurped her tight nipple into his mouth and began sucking madly on it as he dug his fingers into her lush tit flesh.

Felicia let out a little scream of pain, as sharp stabbing sensations shot from the tip of her tit down into her guts. But Chuck just kept sucking, his teeth grazing the sensitive tit nub now and then.

It felt to Felicia as if a searing fire had been ignited in her tits and cunt. The boy's savage biting and mauling was making her so hot and horny, she didn't think she could stand it any longer.

Wild with need, she grabbed him around the waist and pulled him down on the bed with her, his prick stabbing into her thigh, his broad chest pressing against her tits.

Instantly, Felicia reached for his thick, rigid prick and, opening her legs wide, thrust the head at her juicy cunt hole. Then, jerking forward suddenly, she forced her hot, churning cunt tube onto his prick.

"Aw, yeah!" Chuck gasped as her sleek, undulating pussy captured inch after inch of his rigid cock.

Felicia groaned with pleasure as she felt her horny pussy being filled up with all that hot, delicious cock meat. She ground her hips, pressing her ass cheeks into the mattress, exerting as much suction as she could to draw more of Chuck's prick inside her.