Robert Kelly - Billy_s horny mother

Billy punctuated his words with an endless cascade of stinging belt lashes. He wasn't waiting for an answer to his question. As a matter of fact, he was getting one hell of a kick out of the way his mother's best friend was letting him beat her up.

Barbara's face was wet with tears by the time she made it into the other room. She was nearly unconscious by the time she broke down at the foot of her bed. Her body was covered with angry red blotches. The boy hadn't spared one inch of her body. And he had given her cunt an extra helping of his special kind of attention.

Barbara's mind was in a daze. Through the heavy haze of her thoughts, she felt Billy's arms tighten around the back of her harness. With one powerful thrust, he lifted her exhausted figure up into the air and tossed her onto the bed. She bounced forward, cracking her head on the bed-post of the bed. Babs was too far gone to even feel the blow.

Billy unlocked the padlock keeping the woman's hands and feet together. Her body straightened out, allowing Barbara her first moments without pain in quite a while. It gave her a chance to regain her strength after the ordeal of getting from the living worn to the bedroom.

"Don't get too comfy, slut," Billy threatened, hooking a finger in the elastic waistband of Babs' leather bikini. "I've got some hard fucking to do," he added, his fingertips tracing up and down the length of the woman's ass-crack.

Barbara sensed a warmth from the boy for the first time. And just that brief human moment reinforced, all the positive things she felt about Janet's son. She marveled at her sudden shifts of emotion. His brutal traits were just as thrilling as the tender times they spent together.

Babs was on her stomach, smiling broadly as Billy pulled the leather panties she was wearing into a thin, black strip halfway down her thighs. Digging his fingers into her waist, he yanked her up into a kneeling position.

Billy hadn't undone the locks on Barbara's feet, hands or tits. She struggled to hold that position as the young stud climbed up behind her. She could feel the thickness of his shaft pressing its way towards her tight anus. She could feel his strong fingers tearing open the twin globes of her ass, exposing the target for the blunt tip of his cock.

"I can't wait for you to fuck the shit out of me," she told him, smiling over her shoulder as warmly and invitingly as she could, while wiggling her saucy bottom at the teenager. "Just climb aboard, cowboy," she continued, jabbing her ass, back against his dick, trying to capture its horny thickness.

"Let's go, bitch," Billy answered, shoving his hips forward with every ounce of power in his muscles.

"Holy shit!" Barbara screamed, torn by the incredible pain.

"Fuck that ass of yours back against my cock. I want a real good ride," he told her, stinging her thighs with the doubled leather belt that still hung from his fingers.

As always, Barbara did as she was told, slamming back against Billy's asshole reamer. She felt as though his bloated prick-head would push its way up through her grunting throat.

"Is this what you want… is this what you want… is this what you want?" she repeated, her words a mumbled slur as she responded to the whipping.

"Harder, slut!" Billy screamed, demonstrating with the folded belt just how hard he wanted her to fuck back against him.

A trickle of saliva dripped from the corner of her mouth as Barbara let her last inhibitions melt away. Her body thrashed in every direction at once. His ass-fucking techniques were just as delightful as she remembered. Being completely at his will, her hands and feet shackled, made the whole scene even wilder and more perverted.

Billy found the lock on Barbara's tits getting in the way. He used his hands to tear the leather garment in two. He then attacked Babs' boobs with the same intensity, grabbing and twisting her throbbing nipples. The expensive garment hung in shreds from her arms. The lock had found its way beneath her flat belly and was digging into her skin.

Barbara was able to increase the pace of their fucking when she felt the tip of Billy's cock explode deep in her bowels. She felt each spurting load as it splashed against the inner walls of her steaming chamber.

Billy was oblivious to everything except the climax ripping through this body. The ring of Babs' anus tightened around the base of his tool, and muscles hidden deep in her buttocks, sucked the boiling load out of the boy's hairless balls.

The boy's spending seemed endless. Each time Barbara thought she had taken all of it, she felt Billy's spine stiffen and new explosions burst from the tip of his sunken cock. She could feel the steaming thickness mixing with her shit. She hoped that the stud wasn't doing any permanent damage to her asshole.

Beneath the crush of emotions and sensations that Barbara was experiencing, she passed out. The fact that her body suddenly went motionless didn't stop Billy. The cum was still shooting from the tip of his tool, though not with its old force.

Barbara wasn't allowed the mercy of unconsciousness for very long. Life soon came back to her pain-torn body. She wondered whether her wrists and ankles were bleeding when Billy slowed down and stopped. It was difficult for her to breathe with the full weight of the boy's body atop her own, but she managed.

Billy's eyes were closed as he rested, his cock still deep in Barbara's asshole. He enjoyed the after throbs of his passion as his dick soaked in the mixture of his cum and his bitch's shit. Every once in a while, a tremor passed through Babs muscles, giving the boy a thrill.

When he caught his breath, Billy retrieved the keys to the locks from the adjoining room. He handled Barbara carefully, respectfully, as he released her. He rubbed her wrists to get the circulation back, and did it very lovingly. She was shocked and touched by his tenderness.

"I… I hope I didn't get too carried away," Billy stammered, looking at the deep welts around Barbara's hips and ass.

"Don't be silly, darling," Barbara replied, stretching her legs out for the first time in quite a while. "I loved every fuckin' minute of it," she continued, leaning up on one arm and wrapping the other around his broad neck.

Barbara pressed her lips to his, pushing her tongue through Billy's teeth to lick the walls of his mouth. She made sure her fat tits were pressing against his arm, and made sure he could feel just how hard her nipples were.

"You've got the best cock in the whole fucking world," she gushed, saliva shining around the edges of her mouth.

Barbara reached down between the boy's legs. Her fingers found his limp tool. A giggle welled up in her throat as she played with the heavily coated cock. Her hand slipped up and down the length of his exhausted dick.

"You'd better let me clean you off, honey," Barbara said, enjoying Billy's passive mood.

Billy was enjoying the scene, too. He was too fucked-out to want to work, and was more than content to just lie back and get taken care of. And he couldn't deny that he was feeling something deeper than lust for the woman crawling between his legs.

"Darling. I love you," Billy said softly, spreading his legs to make it easier for her to get at his cock.

"That's really wonderful, Billy," Barbara replied, planting a big, wet kiss onto, the head of his dick. "You've made me proud of my ability to please you, sweetheart?"

Barbara's lips trembled at her first taste of the filth covering Billy's prick. He had literally fucked the shit out of her ass, and now she was hungrily lapping it all up. She couldn't decide whether she liked the taste of her own skit, or the taste of her lover's cum better. She finally decided on the cockjuice as the winner.

"And I want to tell you, baby," Babs continued, "I feel the very same way. I fell in love with you the very first time you slammed your dick down my throat. I remember how the warm feeling washed over me as I swallowed my first load of your delicious cum."