Kathy Andrews - Loving mom_s lips

Brett opened her see-through blouse, releasing her naked tits. While she fondled his cock and balls, he played with her spongy tits.

Karen pulled his cock, close, and began rubbing the head of his cock about her nipples, smearing them with the seeping of his fuck juices. She pressed the wet piss hole against a nipple as if trying to put it inside him. The wet, slippery heat on her nipple sent her cunt into a twitching desire. Leaning down, Karen kissed the wet piss hole of his cock, then dragged her tongue up and down the hard prickshaft. She leaned lower and tickled his balls with the tip. She swirled her tongue about his balls, then licked up to the piss hole again, where she closed her lips about his prickhead and sucked at the fuck juices.

While her son stood there between her knees, she opened his belt and shoved his pants down. As he stepped from them he removed his tank top, and stood naked, his cock arching out in throbbing hardness. His was a most beautiful cock to Karen. As she sat on the chair, she removed her blouse and shook her titties at him, screwing her face up in a teasing grimace of eager pleasure.

"You know what I want, honey?" she asked in a very low, husky voice.

"Whatever it is, that's what you get, Mother," he said agreeably.

"I want you to sit in my face," she whispered.

"Sure."

"I mean you know, put your ass in my face, honey.

"Fine with me."

With a squeal, she hugged her son, her arms snaking around his hips as she pressed her face into his cock and balls.

Getting to her feet, she took his hand and pulled him to the living room. There she removed hers skirt, then dropped to the floor. For a moment or so she sat with her mouth wrapped about his hard cock, sucking slowly, her tongue licking wetly. Turning his cock loose, she drew his balls into her mouth and rubbed his throbbing cock about her forehead. Then she sprawled on her back, spreading her legs wide so he could look at her hairy cunt.

She ran her hands up his legs and pulled him over until he was straddling her, facing her feet. She looked up at his crotch, seeing his sweet balls dangling, his cock arching out in hardness, the cheeks of his tight young ass. She began pulling at his legs.

"Sit in my face!" she hissed. "Sit that ass right down in mother's face, Brett!"

Her eyes glowed with erotic hunger as she watched his ass come closer, spreading as he squatted. His ass was only an inch or so above her face, and she ran her tongue out to lick

delicately at his dangling balls for a moment. She put her hands on his ass cheeks, forming a seat for him. Then she lifted her face. She opened her lips and, with a soft moan of pleasure, pressed them around his tight asshole, her tongue tapping at the hot tightness. His balls were on her chin, and the feel of them there sent a rippling thrill racing along her skin to her cunt.

"You're licking my asshole, Mother!" Brett grunted with pleasure, gripping his cock in a tight fist.

"Mmmm, I'm going to eat your fucking asshole, darling!" she replied with her lips near his burning ass. "I'm going to suck your asshole… lick your asshole… kiss your asshole! I'm going to fuck you in the asshole with my tongue, Brett!"

As she shoved her tongue against his tight asshole, she felt him jerking his fist on his cock. Knowing he was jacking his prick as her tongue swirled about his asshole created more intense excitement within her naked body. She held her lips open, pressed against his asshole, her tongue thrusting and trying to penetrate the heated, gripping tightness. She pushed hard, moaning into her son's ass, her fingers now gripping his hips, pulling his ass harder into her face.

Brett moaned as his mother's tongue suddenly fucked into his asshole. Karen, finding her tongue gripped by his ass, began to fuck it in and out. She felt him beating faster on his cock, his balls rubbing at her chin.

"Oh, Mother!" Brett grunted, wiggling his ass into her face. "That's good, Mother! Ahhh, fuck my ass with your tongue! Eat my asshole, Mother! You eat my fucking asshole as good as you suck my cock!"

She twisted her naked ass on the floor as she tonguefucked her son in the ass, scissoring her long, creamy thighs open and closed, her cunt steaming. She felt Brett running the head of his cock over her tits as she mouthed his asshole, wishing he would fingerfuck her cunt, too. But she really didn't need the touch of a hand or finger on her cunt. She was coming without any help from him.

Karen shoved her tongue as deep as she could into her son's hot asshole, wiggled it around, then fucked in and out with muffled moans of ecstasy. She loved the way his asshole squeezed her tongue, the way his sweet balls brushed her chin, his cock smearing her tits with seeping wetness.

"Mother, I think I'm gonna come!"

"Mmmmm!" she urged, unwilling to pull her plunging tongue out of his asshole to reply.

She writhed her naked ass on the floor as she mouthed and sucked and tongued his ass.

Then she felt the spurting of his creamy come juice splashing onto her tits. She darted her tongue faster and deeper and harder into his clenching asshole as he came, making her son grunt with ecstasy. Even after he finished spurting come juice onto her tits, Karen kept her tongue moving in and out of his asshole, not wanting to stop. She found this to be as pleasurable as sucking his cock, or fucking him, or eating Sally's sugary young cunt. She could have, she thought, kept his ass in her face for the rest of the night. But Brett was weak, and he tumbled from her, sprawling on his side and breathing with short gasps, clinging to his cock and balls, grinning happily.

"You made a fucking mess on my titties," she said, but her laughter showed she was not the least bit angry. On the contrary, Karen was pleased to have his come juice smearing her tits. She took her skirt and wiped them clean, then rested on her side, facing her son, her face a few inches from his crotch. With wicked giggles, she lifted his leg and shoved her face against his cock and balls, licking at them, tasting the lingering come juice. She pressed her lips between his legs and kissed him on the sensitive area between his balls and asshole,

then licked there.

"Sally came looking for you this afternoon," Karen said, pulling his thigh under her head so she could rest her cheek on it and gaze at his cock and balls. "Did you tell her to meet you here?"

"I haven't seen Sally, Mother," he replied. "She wasn't where she was supposed to meet me. I played catch at the park until I came home.

That confirmed what she already knew Sally was very much aware that she was fucking her son. Of course, the way Brett had talked to her while she sucked on his cock, the girl would have to be an absolute idiot not to know. Karen knew then Sally had come to see her deliberately. Whether or not Sally had sucked cunts with anyone before didn't matter to Karen. What mattered was the erotic ecstasy they had shared together.

"She stayed quite a while, waiting for you," Karen said, running her tongue about his balls. "We… found something in common."

"I can believe that," Brett said, now resting his cheek on his mother's thigh and caressing her cunt. "She knows we're fucking, Mother."

"I know that," Karen said, pulling his balls into her mouth to suck them for a while, stroking his cock with a gentle hand, feeling his prick swell into hardness again. "I could hear what you said to her when I sucked you off." "Do you care if she knows, Mother?"

"Why should I?"

"No reason," Brett said, and he ran his tongue along the puffy, wet, hairy slit of his mother's cunt. "Mmmm, your pussy is wet."

"Kiss my wet pussy." she urged, arching her cunt to his face. "Kiss mother's hot, wet cunt!"

"Mmm," Brett moaned as he shoved his face between her thighs. As his tongue swirled about her clit, his hand holding the cheek of her rounded ass, Karen drew his cock into her mouth, wrapping her arms about his hips as she took his prick deep into her mouth.