Bob Wallace - Family suckers

Gwen Holden squirmed into a pair of tight pink terry shorts. The crotch cut deeply into the gash of her hot itching cunt as she pulled the matching low-cut top over her head. Smoothing it down over her large fleshy fits, she strolled to the mirror. It was time to put her plan into action.

"Mmmm, are you going to cum in your pants!" She giggled softly as she glanced at her son's photo.

"And you'll get yours, too," she sighed, shifting her glance to a photo of her Daughter.

From dark flashing eyes, she looked at herself again in the mirror. The creamy flesh of her tits seemed to be spilling out of her clinging top, the erotic valley between her mountainous tits adding to the overall sensuous effect. "Whewwww." She fluffed her thick black hair and slipped into a pair of high heels, then left the bedroom.

With her flesh tingling, she walked down the stairs. Already, her pussy was seeping as she anticipated the seduction of her teenaged son.

Cliff looked up as his, mother walked into the kitchen. A passion cramp ripped through his gut as he leered hungrily at his sexy mother.

A soft sigh escaped her red glossy lips, and the inside of her pussy contracted under the lustful gaze of her handsome son. "Where's Sally?" she purred, hoping her daughter had already left,

"She went over to Carol's." Cliff said huskily, unable to take his eyes off of his mother. A knot of passion filled his groin as his gaze dropped to her crotch.

Gwen gave him a hot enticing smile and walked over to the counter, her hips swinging seductively.

"You want some coffee?" she asked.Daughter.

From dark flashing eyes, she looked at herself again in the mirror. The creamy flesh of her tits seemed to be spilling out of her clinging top, the erotic valley between her mountainous tits adding to the overall sensuous effect. "Whewwww." She fluffed her thick black hair and slipped into a pair of high heels, then left the bedroom.

With her flesh tingling, she walked down the stairs. Already, her pussy was seeping as she anticipated the seduction of her teenaged son.

Cliff looked up as his, mother walked into the kitchen. A passion cramp ripped through his gut as he leered hungrily at his sexy mother.

A soft sigh escaped her red glossy lips, and the inside of her pussy contracted under the lustful gaze of her handsome son. "Where's Sally?" she purred, hoping her daughter had already left,

"She went over to Carol's." Cliff said huskily, unable to take his eyes off of his mother. A knot of passion filled his groin as his gaze dropped to her crotch.

Gwen gave him a hot enticing smile and walked over to the counter, her hips swinging seductively.

"You want some coffee?" she asked.

Cliff groaned deep in his throat as he stared at his mother's long sexy legs and the cheeks of her ass peeking out lewdly from her tight shorts.

"Yeah," his said, his voice catching in his throat.

Gwen felt his stare on her ass, and it excited her. Purposely, she bent over, pretending to pick something up from the floor.

Cliff's mouth dried up as his eyes bugged out. He ogled her ass, wishing he could see through her shorts.

"Here we are," Gwen purred. She leaned over and set the coffee in front of him. "Enjoy it.''

Cliff's head swam as the erotic scent of his mother's perfume, invaded his senses. He leered down her top, feasting on the creamy flesh of her tits as she fixed his coffee. "Thanks, Mom," he said.

"My pleasure," Gwen cooed. She was shivering with joy. Turning her son on was fantastic and she was glad that she had decided to seduce him. From now on, she intended for her family members to really enjoy each other. She giggled softly and rested her hand on her son's shoulder.

Cliff stiffened, his hand shaking as heBrought the cup to his mouth. "You-really look great-this morning, Mom." He could feel her hip pressing against his arm, and he gulped, the coffee burning his throat.

"Thank you," Gwen sighed. Knowing the effect she was having on her teenaged son made her shudder. "You don't look bad, yourself." She rubbed his neck, her hands smoothing down over his chest. "You feel like a man." She rubbed his arms. "Hard and strong.

Cliff's gut tightened. His cock, swollen with blood, ached in his tight jeans. He groaned, a lump clogging his throat.

"Is anything the matter?" she teased.

Cliff cleared his throat. He didn't know what to say. How could he tell his mother that she was getting him hot?

Gwen's heart was racing. She wanted her son, and wanted him desperately. "Do you think your father will like my new outfit?" she cooed as she walked around to pose for him.

"Yeah," Cliff said, devouring her with his eyes.

"I can tell you like it." She leaned over. "It's not too low-cut is it?"

Cliff's stomach dropped and his eyes bulged as he ogled the creamy flesh of her tits. All hecould do was stare.

Owen straightened up and giggled. "I hope it gets him as hot as it's getting' you." She flashed her tongue over her crimson mouth, her dark eyes glowing with lust.

"I'm-not hot, Mom, he stammered clumsily.

"Who you kidding'?" Gwen teased. "I'll bet you got a hard-on that's Kuhn' you."

Cliff's mouth dropped open in surprise. "Mom!"

"Oh, Cliff," she said, jutting out her tits. "If I were a girl from school, you'd be all over me now, trying to get in my pants."

Cliff was stunned. His face reddened with embarrassment.

"Am I shocking you?" she murmured. The inside of her cunt was boiling and she could feel the juices ooze from the cushiony walls of her fuckhole. "I'll bet you'd love to feel me up, wouldn't you?"

Cliff's breathing was rapid, almost as fast as the throbbing in his aching cock. "You-you're my mother," he- stuttered.

"So? I'm a hot sexy woman, too," she said breathlessly. "Don't you ever think about playing with my tits and pussy," she continued. "Or fucking me?"

Cliff's head was reeling. "Yeah, but-"

Gwen giggled lewdly. "You don't have to be shy, Cliff." She stepped close and caressed his face. "Touch me, Cliff. Don't be shy." She trembled, her nipples swelling as she waited for him to touch her.

"Mom," Cliff groaned. He turned on his chair and grabbed her hips. "What about Dad?"

"Mmmmmm. Don't worry about him. I got plans." She took his hands off her hips and moved them up her body to her tits. "Squeeze, Cliff. I want you to enjoy me."

Cliff gulped, his fingers sinking into the pulpy meat of his mother's tits. He could feel the hard pointed tips of her nipples through her soft terry top. "Unnnn, Mom," he groaned.

"I like it, Cliff," she sighed, pressing against his kneading fingers. "It's making my cunt all mushy and wet."

His mother's words were caroming around in his skull. She was talking and acting like a tramp, and it blew his mind. "Morn," he groaned, his fingers sinking into the soft meat of her tits.

Gwen moaned. It was even more exciting than she had imagined. "Let me take off mytop, Cliff. It's more fun playing with bare tits-" She squirmed out of his pawing hands and took a deep breath. "I hope you like em.

Cliff was in a trance as he watched his mother slowly lift her top. "Unnn, Christ," he groaned as the creamy flesh of her tits pecked into view.

Gwen pulled her top over her head and she tossed it on the table. "Well, Cliff," she sighed breathlessly as she shook her shoulders. "You like 'em?"

"Yeah," he rasped, feasting his eyes on his mother's mammoth tits and large swollen nipples. "They're beautiful."

Gwen modeled for him in her shorts and heels. Her hands skimmed up over her hips and flat stomach to the fleshy meat of her tits. She jiggled her tits with her hands. "I got plenty to suck, huh?"