Robert Kelly - Billy_s horny mother

"I liked the fucking thing just fine, baby. Just fine," she finally said, after pulling her mouth away from the rubber dong.

Billy was seeing his mother for the very first time, or at least seeing one side of her personality that he had never seen before. He was shocked, but really turned on by the whole thing. His eyes went wide as Janet reached out and grabbed the throbbing lump of hot man-flesh between his lop.

"But I like fucking the real thing even better," Janet panted, her lush lips caressing each word. "I bet your prick is just right, Billy boy."

The eighteen-year-old stud pushed his body against his mother's skilled fingers. He could feel the slender strength in her fingers as they massaged the thick shaft of his swelling cock. Billy's breath caught in his throat as Janet's right hand speedily undid the zipper on his jeans.

The corners of Janet's mouth began to tremble with excitement when her son's big prick flopped into view. The weight of his tool pushed its way through the folds of his underwear, its blood-filled head glowing red against the white material.

The thought suddenly took hold in Janet's mind that this one moment was the reason for her entire life. Her son's bloated cock was the only reason to live. Grabbing the long dong with one hand, she dove forward, slamming her face down into his crotch.

Before Billy knew what the hell was happening, he felt his cock pressing against the back of his mother's hungrily sucking throat. He could feel her lips tightening around the thickness of his rod, halfway down to his aching balls. He could feel Janet sucking cool air through her nostrils and blowing it out hot around the base of his prick.

When Janet lunged forward, she threw herself clear off the sofa. Her body landed on the rug in front of the couch with a dull thud, but her mouth never missed a beat sucking away at Billy's burning hot meat.

"Damn it, Mom," Billy moaned, shoving his cock deeper and deeper into Janet's throat, "you sure know how to suck a prick!"

"Thank you, baby," Janet took the time to say, pulling her mouth off of Billy's dong for a split second.

Billy helped his mother as she struggled to pull his tight-fitting jeans off. She yanked off his shoes and socks at the same time, flinging them into a corner with the crumpled jeans. Then she turned her full attention back to her son, like she knew a good mother should.

Janet's brazen behavior gave her son new strength in the unfamiliar situation. The way she was worshiping his cock made him feel powerful and in command. With Janet's hungry mouth still plastered flush against Billy's crotch, he climbed to his feet. A wide grin curled up the corners of his lips as he felt Janet's hands heading straight for his hanging balls. She was playing with them, running her sharp nails across the sensitive, hairless skin covering them.

"Give my big prick a good sucking, Mom," Billy began, pushing his hips forward. "I spent the whole day watching dirty movies, and my balls are really full of steaming cum, ready to be all gobbled up."

Janet loved the filthy sound of her son's words and actions. They made him seem mature, with a manly cock worthy of the adorations of her skilled mouth. His obscene commands turned her on, made the juices run stronger between her legs.

Billy grinned down at his mother as her hands reached up to caress his hard, naked asscheeks. Digging her fingernails into his flesh, she pulled her face back into the moist heat between Billy's legs.

Billy couldn't help but giggle when Janet's fingers pressed their way down the dark crack of his ass, and began toying around the ring of his pink, puckered anus. He was surprised at how surely her hand moved around the unexplored territory.

Janet's remaining hand reached up to cup and fondle Billy's cum-bursting balls. She could feel his legs growing weaker, his body trembling from the excitement of her mouth and fingers. Her tongue lashed back and forth over the smoothness of his swollen cockhead, its tip soon finding and caressing the tiny pee-slit.

The first taste of her son's juices sent her mouth and lips sucking wildly. His prick tasted sweeter and hotter than she would ever have imagined. She knew it was right what she heard about young meat. Their cocks were a whole lot better, more delicious.

Billy's hands flew down to the back of his mother's head. He grabbed hold of her, ramming her head down against the thrust of his hips, driving his exploding prick even deeper down her throat.

Janet felt that her son was holding back, and she wanted to scream at him to cum. She needed the taste of his cum, needed to feel the force of his jism shooting don her throat. There was only one thing a good son could do, and that was shoot a nice steaming load of cum right down his horny mother's mouth.

Janet's instinct was correct. She soon felt Billy's hands pushing her mouth away from the cock that was just about ready to fill her quivering stomach with cock-cream. Panic was beginning to set in as she realized that he intended to remove his wonderful prick before she had a chance to suck off a mouthful.

"What the fuck's the matter?" Janet asked, her voice more of a begging plea than an angry demand for an answer.

"I just don't want to waste my first load down your mouth, Mom," Billy replied. "I mean my cock's really set for that wild cunt of yours."

Janet couldn't be too upset with her son when he was saying such nice things about her body. But she did think it was necessary to set him straight about her sucking his dick.

"That joy-rod of yours is very important to me, baby," Janet began. "You must understand how much I love it, and how much I want to suck down a bellyful of your cum. Fresh from your hard-working balls, darling. Don't ever think that shooting off in my mouth is a waste, Billy."

"Of courser morn. I didn't mean that the way it sounded," Billy replied.

"That's all right, sweetheart," Janet said, slowly climbing to her feet. "I think I understand what you really meant to say. This is really something very special, isn't it?"

"It's our first time together, Mom," Billy answered, wrapping his mother in his strong arms and pulling her towards him.

Janet's robe had come completely undone in the front, and her fat tits were hanging out in all their glory as she snuggled up against her son's hard chest. She could feel the dampness of his perspiration beneath the thin tee-shirt that Billy was wearing. As she snuggled up to him, Janet caught the hardness of her son's stiff prick between her hot thighs.

Billy could feel the wetness of his mother's pussy lips kissing the blunt tip of his hot shaft. The tight curls of her pubic hair tickled his skin, sending tremors shooting through his horny body.

"Hmm, baby," Janet cooed, "I know just what I'd like to do with that hot little shaft of your cocksman!"

Janet wrapped her arms around Billy's neck as she spread her legs nice and wide. Holding herself up around his neck, she actually climbed up the lower portion of his athletic frame, twisting her hips until she had the head of her son's cock safely embedded in her drooling twat.

"Let me feel it, darling," Janet said, crushing Billy's mouth with her own. "Shove that hot hunk of cockmeat deep into my belly."

Billy was more than happy to take care of his old lady. There wasn't a cunt in all of New York City that was more ready than his own mother's. And Billy sure wasn't stupid enough to pass by a piece of tail as good as that being offered.

Janet's long tongue lapped away at the inside of Billy's mouth as she bounced her cunt up and down on the rigid stiffness of his flagpole of a cock. Even she was surprised at the boy's strength. She could actually feel his balls bouncing against her inner thighs. She could feel an orgasm building deep in the pit of her stomach as she strained to tighten her cunt muscles around the burning shaft of his cock.