Kathy Andrews: Two mothers, too hot

Finally, she stirred.

"You've got to get off me, Dan," she whispered. "You're getting heavy."

As her son moved away from her, she stood up, her legs wobbly. Her gaze moved to his exposed prick, seeing his cock glisten wetly. She took his prick, in her hand and caressed him, pressing her lips against his. As she felt her son's tongue slide into her mouth, she sucked lovingly.

"Don't you have anything to do this afternoon?" she murmured as she hugged him.

"I'd rather stay here with you, Mother," he said, molding one of her tits through her dress. "I might get a hard-on again.

"Mmmmm, lovely," she whispered. "But you're going to have to leave me alone for awhile. I never finished straightening the house before Amy came over."

"I like her ass," Dan said, moving from her. "I bet she's got a hot cunt."

Linda looked at her son, amusement on her face. "That's just like a guy, see a round ass and right away, want to fuck it."

"Why not?" he teased.

"Sure, why not?" she replied, slapping his ass playfully. "But I think I've got enough ass for you. I can take care of any naughty needs you have."

"I'd still like to see Amy's cunt," he said, skipping from the kitchen.

She watched him leave the room.

What he said made sense to her. Peeking

was exciting to guys, and to her, Voyeurism was exciting, and, if done right, could lead to something very enjoyable.

As Linda went about the little housework she had, her son was never far away, and never out of her sight.

She was getting excited again, bending and posturing as Dan watched. The head of his cock stuck from the frayed edges of his cutoffs, and that appealed to her. The insides of her thighs were still slippery with the seeping of his come juice, creating a warmth there that was pleasing to feel.

While dusting, she did not squat as usual to reach those hard-to-get-at low places, With her back to her son, she would lean over, making certain her dress lifted in the rear, flashing her long thighs for his pleasure.

Dan watched his mother constantly, his eyes glowing with bright excitement. Linda enjoyed watching him run his hand over his cock, caressing the prickhead that protruded from the frayed edges of his cut-offs. She wondered if he was doing that for the saint reason she was deliberately teasing him. The way he would run his finger over the tip of his exposed cock as he gazed at her was most definitely inviting.

Underneath her dress, her tits were swollen, and her nipples tingled as they pressed and

brushed the fabric. Despite the intensity of her orgasm in the kitchen earlier, her cunt was throbbing with desire again. Now and then, as she worked about the house, she would pause, facing her son with her eyes glassy as she watched him stroke his cock. They each knew what they were doing, if Dan didn't know the purpose. Their relationship had, in just this short time, changed. They were no longer nervous or awkward with each other any longer. Desires were open, hungers obvious.

Dan's cock had again become very hard, sticking halfway from the edges of his cutoffs. The smoothness of his cock head was tantalizing to Linda. She was gazing at his prick with hot eyes and began to squat down before she was aware of her movement. Spreading her knees in the squat, she moved her hand along her soft inner thigh to her cunt. She watched her son's gaze follow her hand, and knew he could see her hairy pussy clearly. She fingered her clit, gazing at his prick all the time. She saw his cock jerk, and the piss hole was dripping. His piss hole was always dripping, she thought as she ran her finger into her cunt. Her cunt was wet, slippery. She was burning again between her thighs.

She stood and moved toward her son, holding her dress up to her waist, her hips swaying with a gentle invitation, a smile of

steamy urgency on her beautiful face. She was thinking, in a vague way, of sucking Amy's cunt early that morning. The thought had formed in her mind that her son, Dan, might enjoy eating her cunt.

Her knees touched his, and she arched her hairy pussy toward him. She held her dress with one hand and fondled her cunt with the other, eyes blazing down at his face.

"Kiss it for me," she whispered in a thick voice. "Kiss mother's cunt, Dan. Please, baby, give mother's hot cunt a nice, wet kiss."

Dan glanced up at his mother. She didn't see his expression change a bit. Perhaps there was a brighter flare in his eyes, but nothing else. She spread her feet on the floor and shoved her cunt toward his face. Dan moved his hand along the outside of his mother's thighs, his gaze captured by the thick curls a few inches from him.

Linda trembled as his hands moved up and down her thighs, from her hips to her knees. The cheeks of her ass were clenched as she held her cunt-thrusting posture before him. She was starting to breathe heavily, her tongue moving about her lower lip as the excitement rumbled through her.

Still gazing at his mother's cunt, Dan began to slide his ass forward on the couch. She watched him with steamy eyes. Dan

slipped to the floor between his mother's legs, his head turned up to peer at her cunt. As he rested his head on the cushions, Linda climbed up until she was on her knees, one on each side of her son's face. She writhed her hips, the hair-lined lips of her cunt winking erotically for him. Bracing herself by placing her hands on the back of the couch, Linda began to move her wet cunt downward.

Dan moved his hands up the backs of his mother's thighs, over the trembling cheeks of her ass. Linda shivered with desperate desire as his hot hands moved and cupped her ass. She lowered her cunt more, and felt his mouth against her pussy. She held her cunt there, not smashing down and grinding the way she wanted. The moan that came from Dan was enough to tell her he enjoyed the feel of her soft, wet, hairy cunt against his mouth.

"Ooooo, kiss my pussy, darling," she murmured. "Kiss mother's cunt, Dan. Ahhh, your mouth, your lips, feel so good on my twat, baby! Mmmmm, give mother's hot cunt a nice kiss!"

She felt him purse his lips, felt the tentative kiss.

"Taste me, Dan!" she whimpered, squirming her cunt about his face gently and lightly. "Taste mother's cunt, darling! Ohhh, taste me, taste me!"

Her cunt lips tingled when she felt his tongue slide against them, licking slowly and experimentally. The soft moans that came from Dainty, the way he closed his eyes, let Linda know he was loving this. She moved her pussy back and forth on his mouth and tongue.

Dan's tongue suddenly fucked into her pussy.

"Oooooo!" Linda wailed with delight.

She trembled as her son's tongue began to fuck in and out, lapping over her, rigid clit, only to penetrate deeply into her boiling cunt again. Linda wiggled her ass and pressed her pussy harder into her son's face, mewing as the heat of erotic ecstasy began to flow through her veins. The way her son held the cheeks of her ass, his fingers curled, thrilled her, too. She felt his tongue fuck in and out like a small, eager cock, and she whimpered with pleasure.

"Oh, eat me, baby!" she whispered throatily, writhing her pussy against his mouth lightly. "Ahhhh, Dan, I love the way you fuck my cunt with that sweet tongue! Tonguefuck mother, darling, tongue fuck mother's hot, hairy cunt!"

She tried to look behind her to see if his cock was out of his cut-offs, to see if his prick was deliciously hard with excitement. But she

couldn't see, and she couldn't twist diet body far enough and still keep her cunt in his face. She placed her head on the back of the couch and gently began to grind her hips in rhythm with his tongue. Her dress got in the way of her vision now and then, and she was about to rip it apart when she felt her cunt on the brink of orgasm.