Don Scott - Mom gives her all

Jayne caught the words, but couldn't really hear them. She was rolling her head from side to side on the floor, her luxurious blonde hair spilling over her face as she gulped in ragged breaths. Her clit was red-hot and sizzling with desire. Cathy's tongue had driven her to the brink of desire, and the teenager was trying to prolong the cunt licking before she came.

Pulling the plunging neckline of her dress apart, Jayne exposed her small tits and grabbed her hard nipples. She pulled on them almost cruelly, driven by the heat in her cunt. Opening her eyes, she saw the lust-blurred image of her brother's handsome face, his features without expression, as he pumped his prick into Cathy's pussy with increasing speed.

"Mmmmrnnirnmm! Ummmmmmft!" Cathy slurped, tonguing furiously at Jayne's cunt.

When her hands fell to the floor, Cathy realized that Miles was no longer holding her wrists. She slipped her arms beneath herself, resting on her elbows, relieving the pressure of her tits being mashed against her knees. Using her thumbs, Cathy carefully separated the girl's cuntlips, and she stabbed her tongue even more deeply into Jayne's pussy. While Cathy licked, the girl's feverish snatch, the woman was tossed to and fro by Miles' rampaging fuckpole. Cathy pushed backward, shaking her ass to meet his charging thrusts of cockmeat, hungrily, devouring him with her fiery pussy.

"Ieeeaaahhh!" Jayne gasped, her eyes open wide as she arched her back.

Cathy's nose was forced hard against Jayne's pubic bone as oily waves of pussy juice gushed against the brunette's face and onto her frisking tongue. She licked as quickly as possible, her senses screaming because Jayne was pulling her hair. Catching the girl's wrists, Cathy held them secured in her hands as she resumed her hurried tonguing of Jayne's pussy.

"Ummmmmm! Ummmmmmft!" Cathy slurped with wanton abandon, no longer trying to hide her obvious enthusiasm for eating pussy.

Cathy was almost unaware of her own rising desire while she tongued her stepdaughter's cunt. But Miles' merciless thrusts of cockmeat into her pussy had taken their effect. Suddenly, her eyes flew open wide and her pussy juice-covered face twisted into a mask of absolute ecstasy.

"Cum!" she managed to groan.

Her pussy juice gushed from her cunt, and trickled down the insides of her thighs. She squirmed and thrashed on the floor, unable to move, sandwiched between Jayne's pussy and Miles' hulkish body.

"Fucking slut!" Miles groaned as he felt his stepmother's cunt contracting around his fiery, responsive prick.

His balls slapped wetly against her trembling thigh as he reamed her cuntlips with the entire length of his cock. Then his balls pulled up tight to his body and began pumping out their thick load. Fuck-cream splattered the walls of Cathy's cunt, mingling with her pussy juice.

Strange animal sounds came from Cathy's throat. The smell of pussy juice seemed to be everywhere, and the feeling of warmth and wetness that was flooding her fuckhole made her own climax even more intense.

She wasn't sure how long it lasted, or how many times she had when Miles pulled his prick from her cunt and rolled away, Cathy, too, rolled onto her back. She stared at the ceiling of her office, breathing heavily, her creamy tits jiggling with each inhalation. Idly, she wondered if any of the secretaries had heard the obscene language used by herself and her stepchildren. The thought was chilling, but she couldn't concentrate on it too long. So many other thoughts were filling her mind, distracting her.

She had initially been forced to lick another woman's cunt. But force had soon turned to free will, and Cathy knew that she would be licking Jayne's cunt again in the near future.

Pushing a lock of brown hair off her forehead, Cathy marveled at how much her life had changed in recent months. She was not, she concluded, much like the woman who had hesitantly allowed Tom to fuck her months before. And she sure as hell wasn't much like the woman who had refused to take his cock into her mouth.

Salivating at the thought of giving Tom a hot, wild blowjob, Cathy rolled onto her stomach, then got unsteadily to her feet. Miles and Jayne watched her as she dressed, and she did nothing to hide her nakedness while she slipped her bra on.

Let them look, she thought to herself, they'll see me again before long!

Cathy lifted her arms above her head, stretching sleepily, as she took in the luxurious warmth and comfort of the huge bed she shared with Tom. Rubbing the sleep from her eyes, she listened to the sound of water running in the bathroom. Tom was getting ready for work.

Slowly, Cathy slipped out from under the blankets, and she put her feet on the floor. Her firmly rounded tits jiggled, and she looked down at them. Her tits had provided much pleasure the night before, as she and Tom fucked each other into a series of bone-jarring climaxes.

Her fingers stole between her firm thighs to scratch the deep-brown patch of curled hair there. Cathy's cunt hair was slightly matted with dried fuck-cream.

Cathy smiled as the evening's wild fucking came back to mind, almost as clear and vivid as it had been hours earlier. She had nearly summoned the courage to slide down on the bed and suck Tom's enormous cock. Despite having sucked Miles' prick several times, Cathy still hadn't swallowed a thick, salty load of fuck-cream. And she wanted her first experience at sucking a man's prick to wild, cum-gush completion to be with Tom.

Rising, Cathy walked into the bathroom. Tom never locked the door, and the lusty brunette was happy to discover his lean, hairy figure in a hazy, blurred image through the shower's glass door. Once again, Cathy was impressed with her husband's extraordinary masculinity, his magnificent body. A surge of raw emotion gripped her as she stood there, naked, her tits rising and falling as her breathing quickened.

"Honey, you in here?" Tom asked, his voice muffled under the blast of the shower.

"Yes, darling, I'm here," Cathy replied.

As she stared intently at her husband's figure through the glass door, she felt a rising tide of lust taking its effect on her body. Her cunt was beginning to get moist, heated, and her pussylips were visibly swollen. Her nubby nipples became knotted buds of tingling flesh, waiting for Tom's hand and mouth to caress and fondle them.

Bringing her hands slowly up her sides, Cathy cupped her golden tit mounds, rolling her nipples lightly between her fingers. Shocks made her ripe, curvaceous body twitch. Her tits were always so sensitive, so ready to be fondled.

It was then that the idea struck Cathy. And the idea seemed so perfectly logical, she was amazed by it. She'd have Tom fuck her tits! And then, just maybe, she'd dip her face down and tongue his cockhead, which she was sure would taste even more delicious than his son's. If he didn't protest, she'd mouth his wonderful prick until his balls pumped their cream against her avidly caressing tongue and down her throat.

Cathy waited impatiently for Tom to finish with his shower. Though his figure was, at best, indistinct through the steamy glass door, she could see him washing his cock and balls, "Good," Cathy thought, they would be nice and clean for her when she tongued and licked his gorgeous body from head to foot.

"Honey, will you hand me a towel?" Tom asked, shutting off the shower.

"Come on out here, and I'll dry you off," Cathy said.

Tom opened the door and stepped out of the shower. He was initially surprised, then pleased by his wife's appearance. He recognized the look in her eyes, saw by the hardness of her nipples that she was in a lusty mood. Her lips were slightly parted, and her straight, white teeth showed beneath the pink of her lips.

"This is certainly an unexpected pleasure," Tom said as Cathy began dabbing his chest with the towel. "This is the kind of service I could easily get accustomed to."