Robert Kelly - Billy_s horny mother

"I guess she's home," Jack replied, his words still thick from all the booze that he had consumed that afternoon.

Betty still couldn't figure out whether or not Jack knew where he was. He didn't seem quite as drunk as he had a little while before. She was beginning to think that her handsome boss knew just what the hell he was doing.

Billy moved the little engagement party into the bedroom. He had his mother strip off her pants to make it easy to fuck her any way he felt. Barbara's black-leather dress was in a soft puddle in a corner of the room. The only thing his fiancee was wearing was an elaborate harness made of belting leather.

Billy was on his second load of the night. And he couldn't think of a better place to shoot it than his mother's asshole. And Janet couldn't think of a place that she would rather have bathed than her steaming shitbox.

Barbara positioned herself so that her head was between Janet's legs and her mouth flat against her best friend's pussy. She would rather it be her own asshole that Billy was plowing, but she had to admit that she was enjoying Barbara's suck-hole.

Nothing seemed strange to Jack when he unlocked the door and stepped into hit apartment. He wasn't even bothering to think of Italy to tell Janet. He was hot for Betty's cunt, and he wasn't about to pass it by. He made up his mind that if his wife didn't like it, she could just shove it up her ass for all he cared.

Jack assumed that Janet was home when he saw all the lights on. With an arm around Betty's tight waist, he led the way into his living room. He was surprised when he didn't see her sitting on the sofa, waiting for him.

Betty was the first to notice the bits of clothing strewn all over the place. She also noticed the pills and half-smoked joints on the tables beside the sofa. Things were getting more and more interesting by the minute.

"What the fuck's going on here?" Jack asked himself, suddenly hearing noises in the other part of the apartment.

Betty immediately knew what was happening. Her boss' wife was having a little fun while the old man worked late at the office. Betty knew that there would soon be fireworks, and she was wondering how Jack would explain her presence. She knew his stow would be good.

Jack still had his arm around Betty's waist and her skirt was still bunched up over her ass as they headed for the bedroom and the noises that they heard. Jack was getting angry, while the bitch at his side got more and more turned-on by the whole scene that was opening up before her eyes.

Jack pushed in the bedroom door and stood frozen in his tracks. Neither he nor Betty could ever ban expected what they found. There was Jack's son, pistoning his cock in and out of his mother's asshole, while a friend of the family squirmed beneath Janet's thrashing body.

Betty's drunken reaction was simple. She wanted to join the fun just as soon as she could. Of course, she waited for her boss to make the first move. She certainly didn't think that Jack would pass up an orgy like that.

It took Jack a long time to figure out his own feelings. His first reaction was rage, but that quickly subsided. It was difficult blaming his wife for not being faithful while he still had his hand around Betty's lush, freshly-fucked body.

And it was hard for Jack to consider his wife cheating since it was his son's dick shoved up her asshole. He always had dug Barbara Foster's body, and the leather harness that she was wearing was certainly a turn-on.

Billy was staring right into his father's face, and he was smiling. The teenager knew there was nothing his old man could do when he saw the cunt-juice wiling down Betty's inner thighs. In fact, the boy had to admire his father's taste in pussy. Billy was already wondering how long it would be before he slipped his hot dick up into the pretty young slut's twat.

"Look who's here," Billy told his mother, ramming his cock up her ass extra herd.

Janet looked over her shoulder and would have shit in her pants if Billy's dick hadn't been, rammed all the way in. In all the excitement of hearing about her son's coming marriage, she had completely forgotten about watching the clock.

Billy's cock gave his mother courage. Every time he shot his hips forward, there was nothing she could do but shove her ass back to meet his thrust. When she looked up into Jack's eyes, she saw lust and passion burning in them. It was the first time she had seen him turned-on in years.

"Janet," he exclaimed, his voice cracking, "explain this… this thing. Explain it," he insisted.

"What does it look like, bastard?" she replied, grunting as she smashed herself back against her son's thrusting dick. "You haven't been particularly interested in me for the last few years," she told him, enjoying the boy's prick to the fullest. "Billy's just taken your place, that's all," Janet laughed hysterically, bouncing her crotch and ass between her son's dick and her best friend's mouth.

"Don't sound so indignant," Betty told her boos, reaching down to grab his stiffening prick that was growing bigger and stronger as Jack stood watching his wife getting her ass reamed by his son.

"I guess… I guess you're right," Jack finally admitted, a broad smile spreading from car to ear as his secretary unzipped his pants and pulled out his horny prick.

"Sure, dad," Billy began. "Relax, we're keeping it all in the family. Barbara and I are getting married."

Jack was in a state of shock. The idea of his eighteen year old son marrying a woman more than twenty yeas older, a woman who at that moment was sucking the shit out of Janet's twat, was almost more than the boy's father could handle. Luckily, Jack's secretary was there to help smooth things over.

Betty was getting a little tired of just standing by watching. She was the kind of a bitch that liked to get down into things. She couldn't take her eyes off Barbara's naked cunt. The woman was throwing her body around in every direction while sucking on Janet's orgasming twat.

"Come on, dad," Billy continued, "why don't you join in on the action? You don't know what you're missing…" Billy pushed his dick deeper and deeper into his mother's shitbox.

"Share and share alike, huh Billy?" Betty asked, her fingers already undoing the waistband of her skirt.

Betty sensed that her boss' son was in command and she turned her attentions toward him. She wanted to get fucked, and his cock would do the job nicely. She also wanted to taste his whores cunt and run a hot tongue up his mother's ass after he shot his load.

Betty was naked and climbing into the bed with Billy, Janet and Barbara before Jack could say anything. His secretary was hugging Babs' firm thighs as she sucked the woman's cunt. The younger woman's tongue found its way down the crack of her new friend's asshole, and she was sucking away in delight.

Nobody on the bed saw Jack turn away and leave the room. Nobody really cared what the hell he was doing. Billy had dick enough for all the women, and they knew it. Betty found it very natural to join the boy's financee and another in taking care of his needs. And the teenager loved the idea of another slave to carry out his horny commands.

When Jack returned, the old sadistic glint was back in his eyes and a white-leather bullwhip hung from his powerful fingers. The big-cocked stud wasn't about to let anyone take cunt away from him, especially his own son!

Billy couldn't believe what was happening as he watched the whip sail through the air. It lashed into his chest, leaving a burnt strip across his hairless skin. Before he had a chance to recover from the first blow, Jack let the lash fly again, tearing across his smooth back.

"Stop it! Stop it!" Billy screamed, holding up his hand to block the third blow.

"Shut the fuck up, you stupid little piece of shit," his father answered, striking him again and again.