Robert Kelly - Billy_s horny mother

Barbara turned her attentions back to the prick that needed cleaning. She was feeling wonderful at that moment, despite the bruises and red marks all over her body, despite her asshole that felt as though it had just been fucked by a telephone pole.

Barbara's fingers sought out Billy's exhausted balls. She loved the feel of her sharp-edged fingernails against his sensitive flesh. She was even more thrilled to feel a tremor of life returning to his shaft. She was sure her lips could feel blood pumping into his shaft as her mouth slid up and down the length of his dick.

The reviving throb of Billy's prick pushed Barbara to greater heights of lust. Her cunt had overflowed mow than once while the boy's cock had pistoned in and out of her asshole. But now, the effect of her skilled mouth on his exhausted tool amazed her. She didn't think Janet's son had that much in him!

"I can't live without you, Billy," Barbara said, pulling her mouth off his cock and staring straight into his gentle eyes. "I want to marry you!"

Barbara knew that she was risking a great deal telling Billy the truth. She was afraid that she might scare the boy off by suddenly getting serious with him. But she just had to tell him what was on her mind, especially after seeing the softness in his touch and actions after their fucking.

"Yes, Barbara, yes," Billy said happily, wrapping Barbara in his arms and pulling her mouth up to his own. "I want to many you, too!"

Barbara crushed her lips down onto Billy's. One of her hands remained on the boy's dick, pumping up and down the slowly stiffening shaft of fuck meat. She sucked the teenager's tongue into her steaming mouth, responding as she felt him drinking up her sweet saliva.

Billy was familiar with the taste of his own cum, but the flavor of Babs' shit drove him wild with lust. It made him think of how tight her anus was when he was buggering the hell out of her just a few moments earlier.

The thought of marrying Barbara danced in Billy's head. She was the best fuck he had ever had, including his hot-used mother. But she was twenty years older. The boy finally decided that if she didn't mind, he certainly wasn't going to lose any sleep over it.

Billy thought about how Janet was going to take the news. Then he decided he didn't give a damn.

"Let's get married!" Billy said, licking the shit from the corners of Barbara's mouth.

Janet couldn't have been more shocked. She sat very still, listening to her best friend and son talk about their plans to many. As they sat beside each other on the sofa, she noticed that Billy had his hand stuffed between Barbara's legs. The wet slurping sound of his lingers pumping in and out of her cunt made Janet a little jealous.

But seeing the look of joy in their faces brought out the best in Janet. She really couldn't be anything but happy for them. After some more thought on the matter, she decided that having Barbara Foster as a daughter-in-law could be a real blast. Especially when she saw how her son had trained the horny bitch.

Barbara was obediently quiet, letting Billy do most of the talking. She was wearing a special leather dress that Billy had picked out for her. It fit like a second skin, cupping the fullness of her big tits and outlining the rounded perfection of her firm buttocks. The dress emphasized the lushness of Babs' body more than hiding anything.

"It's as simple as that, Mom," Billy concluded, still playing with his lover's sopping cunt. "Barbara and I are in love, and we're gonna get married."

Janet would have objected to their plans if she thought it would keep Billy's prick for her exclusive use. But she knew that was impossible. She could tell by the look on Barbara's face, and by the way she cuddled her cunt hard against the boy's probing hand. They were in love, and Janet knew that she was going to have to live with the problem. And hopefully, get in on some of the fun.

"When do you two want to get married?" Janet asked, her mouth watering at the sight of Barbara's cunt juices overflowing her cunt and running don Billy's fingers.

"Just as soon as we can," Barbara cooed, thrusting her hips forward harder as she felt the first rumbling of her approaching orgasm. "I want him all for myself," she added, reaching over to fondle Billy's prick possessively.

Janet was hurt by Barbara's words. She tried to hide her feelings behind a phony smile. Her son and his bitch would have noticed that she was hurt, if they hadn't been so busy fingering each other.

Janet fought back the tears, sitting there watching Babs undo the front of her son's pants and pull his fat dick out into the open. Her lips trembled as she imagined sucking the thickness of his tool down into her mouth, its bloated head caught in the tightness of her throat.

"Well," Janet managed, "I think that's just wonderful. I don't know what your father is going to say, but I'll do what I can," she told her son, trying to make the best of the situation.

"What the fuck do I care about him and what he thinks?" Billy asked, unbuttoning the front of Barbara's leather dress. "He can just go shove it up his ass, for all I care," he continued, his tramp's tits spilling out the front of the undone garment.

"What's Jack's cock like?" Barbara asked, thinking that it might be something that she could dig.

"Shut up, you fuckin' whore!" Billy laughed, slamming the back of his hand across her face.

Billy's attitude was playful, but his blow sent Barbara sprawling on the sofa. Janet was shocked by the slap her son delivered to his fiancee without the slightest provocation. She could see the way Barbara encouraged his sadistic behavior. She was lying on the sofa, panting like a dog in heat, lust burning in her bitch-eyes.

With her tits hanging out, Janet could see the black-and-blue spats that Billy had inflicted on the beautiful woman. His rough treatment was another thing that she was jealous of Barbara for. She loved it when he beat her while they came together.

Barbara's dress was still hiked up around her waist from the finger-fucking that Billy had given her. She was not wearing panties, and she delighted in showing off her naked cunt, all hot and dripping, to her best friend. She knew that Janet's mouth was watering for a lick of her cunt.

Billy slapped Barbara around a little more, knowing how hot it would make his horny slut. The sound of his bare hand slamming against her bare skin was thrilling.

Janet was wearing a light sweater and a pair of jeans, and she felt rather overdressed. Hooking her fingers around the hem of her top, she yanked it over her head and tossed it into a far corner of the room. Her ripe boobs flopped into view, her throbbing nipples dark and hard.

Billy looked over to see his mother getting undressed, and he was pleased. Having both Barbara and Janet for his sex games was like having his cake and eating it, too.

Barbara noticed Janet getting in on the act too, and it bothered her a little. She really wasn't interested in sharing her stud with anyone. And that included the boy's horny mother. But Babs was smart enough not to say anything. She could see the excitement in Billy's face as Janet stripped, and she wasn't about to deny him his pleasures.

Billy reached up for his mother. She quickly stepped closer, letting him sink his strong fingers into the fullness of her ripe cans. His free hand grasped one of Barbara's boobs and he yanked those two hunks of meat together. Laughter spilled from his lips as he rubbed their throbbing nuts together. He felt the tips of both breasts getting harder and harder.

A chili raced through both Barbara and Janet's bodies as Billy bent forward and began kissing their tits. His mouth went wild, and he was soon using his sharp teeth on their sensitive skins. The sound of his wet, slavering mouth filled the room.