Jane Tanner - Mother and son together

"Nnnaaaaahhhhhhhh!" Marge squealed, her head flying up and back with her mouth agape.

It felt like at least a yard of red-hot dog cock had been rammed up her cringing asshole. But she wasn't complaining, even though it took her breath away. This was what she needed now – a good, stiff dick to ream her ass deep and hard.

"God… ohh, gawd!" she groaned, when Bobo started hunching his dog dick to her with a flurry of motion, his back arching swiftly to drive his red prong like a piston in and out of her gripping, fluttering brown anus.

What his penis lacked in girth – and it was bigger around than Kenny's at the base – was more than made up for by its length and hotter-than-human temperature. Marge thought she would faint, it felt so unbelievably good! Bobo's plunging pecker was packing her feces back up her colon. Evidently the pointed tip of his rod had speared the lowest turd, for she could feel with every jangling nerve in her pleasure-soaked body the fat, hard plug that was bobbing up and down in her anal canal at the end of the dog's furiously thrusting organ.

"Oh, my stars!" she trilled, shuddering ecstatically as the lewd bliss of it bombarded her lust-enslaved brain. "Jesus… ohhhhhhh… oh, sweet Jesusss!!"

"Hump it to her, Bobo!" Kenny cried excitedly. "Mama likes it up the ass! Cornhole her good!"

"Yes, yes!" Marge agreed, her hand shaking like a leaf as she reached out for the cucumber Kenny had had waiting for her when she came in the door. "And you," she gasped, handing the phallic-shaped vegetable to her son, "Can shove… this thing up… my cunt… and fuck me… with ittt!!"

"You bet, Mama!"

It sounded like a great idea. Kenny wasn't about to give her any argument. He took the long, fat cuke from her trembling hand and worked its smaller end into the quivering gap between her legs. Since it shut off the fascinating view of Bobo's tapered peter pistoning into her expanding and contracting brown rectum, the lad wasted no time getting the cucumber into his breathless mother. He captured the rear of it in his right palm and, with a single forceful push, skewered it swiftly in through the stretchable, secretion-slick outer folds of her hairy crack, making her cunt take the whole thing in one quick, flesh-straining gulp.

"Nnaaaa-gggaaahhhhhh!" Marge croaked, as the rounded end of the cucumber crashed against the tender neck of her uterus with a jolt that jarred her teeth.

But, again, she wasn't complaining; for although the rough penetration had caused her a certain amount of physical discomfort, the vulgar thrill of having the large cuke stuffed up her seared her intestines with a fiery blast of unadulterated carnal pleasure. She sucked air gaspingly, her perspiration-sheened body shivering and shaking rapturously as her big dog continued to drive his pecker a mile a minute into her tremulous bowels.

The shape of Bobo's driving dong – about the size of a pencil eraser at the tip and flaring back to a base slightly larger than the circumference of Kenny's penis – kept Marge's nerve-laden anus opening and closing around it several times per second. Each time he hunched it to her, it was like being penetrated for the first time all over again. The German shepherd was going like sixty. He clung to her feverish torso with his forelegs, his tongue hanging out, dripping saliva on her back as his arching spine kept his rear end flying back and forth.

Marge's big dog was sodomizing her faster than any man alive could ever hope to do. His ass was a blur of motion, that ramrod dick of his ramming deep into her roiling bowels, the fat turd impaled on its tip acting like a plunger within the elastic tunnel of her quivering shit chute. The rapidity of Bobo's deep, turd-packing thrusts was pumping her full of the most gloriously perverted pleasure. Now that her little boy had stuffed that big cucumber tip her snatch, it was getting so good she could hardly stand it!

"Oh, Jesus… ahhhhhhh… oh,Christ!" she said, shivering with lewd delight from the top of her head clear down to the tips of her dainty toes. "Fuck it into. me… ooouuuu… you beautiful beast! Ahhh, God… up my ass! Deeper harder… faster!Cornhole the… naahhhh… shit out… ohhhh… of meee!!"

"It feels good, huh, Mama?!" Kenny asked excitedly.

"Good Lord,yesss!" Marge wailed. "Oh, Kenny…son… I'm dying! Burning up! Ohh,ohhhhhh! My clit… suck it, baby, pul-eezziee?!"

The lad threw both arms around her waist, slipping his hands in between her back and Bobo's hairy belly, and pulled himself up. Her pulsating pussy tried to expel the cuke. He caught the end of it with his teeth and shoved it back up her, his face splatting in the slippery crack of her steaming twat. Bobo's tight nuts tap, tap, tapped against the top of his head, while the undersurface of the dog's slick, heated shaft sawed luridly at the middle of his forehead. In his excitement, Kenny didn't mind a bit. Holding the cucumber in his mother's vagina with the front of his upper lip and the end of his nose, he enclosed her tiny woman cock with his lips and drew it into his mouth far as it would stretch. He began sucking her clitoris for all he was worth, and scrubbing its raw-red head furiously with the roughened upper surface of his scratchy little tongue.

"Haaaa-lllaaaahhhhhh!!" Marge trilled, the features of her face twisting into a mask that clearly mirrored the intensity of her salacious delight.

She grabbed her son's prick and skinned it back roughly. Heaving a whimper-like sob, she took the top half of it into the moist heat of her hungry oral cavern. Her puffy red oral petals tightened around Kenny's shaft and she started blowing him like the greedy cocksucker she realized at last that she truly was – and wanted to be – her insatiable tongue curling ruttishly over the taut-skinned surface of his salty, musky-tasting dickhead.

Time stood still for Marge. What with the cucumber jiggling around in her pulsing cunt, Bobo's pecker ramming in and out of her erogenous asshole and her throbbing clitoris being sucked by her horny child, Marge was half out of her mind with the incessant bombardment of carnal pleasure which the diversified stimulation of her raw-nerved privates produced. The three-way connection of mother, son and dog was blatantly obscene, but Marge responded to it with every nerve and cell in her sweat-soaked, forty-three-year-old body. Illicit thrills careened about inside her. She'd never dreamed that sex could be as wild and wickedly exciting as this.

She felt the lump of canine semen begin popping in and out of her fluttering rectum as it worked its way up Bobo's febrile red shaft, and she was ready for it. Her own orgasm was threatening to blast her apart any second. Her voracious act of willful incestuous fellatio had Kenny's darling dick quivering with the onset of his impending climax and, more than anything, she wanted the three of them to go off together.

A few seconds later, Marge got her wish. Bobo emitted a howl and crammed his tapering prick all the way up her burning, itching asshole for the final time. The force of his spiraling canine ejaculate blew the turd off the end of his balls-deep dong like an over-sized cork from a spring-powered popgun. The impact of it jarred her intestines and, a split second later, the torrential gush of her pet's release flooded her bowels with a squirting inundation of superhot dog cum.

The surging mass of sticky animal sperm gave her an enema such as she'd never had before. As the massive load jetted into her ass with a single, geyser-like eruption, it triggered her release mechanism and sent her hurtling into a climax of her own.

"Mmmmm-nnnaaahhh!!" she moaned around her mouthful of pulsating meat, her fiery-red clitoris twitching rhythmically as it drew back jerkily from her son's suctioning mouth and disappeared into the fluttering folds of inflamed cuntflesh at the top of her joyously spasming hairy hole.