Don Scott: Mom gives her all

"Well, I like to things for my darling husband," Cathy purred, rising to her tiptoes to lightly kiss his clefted chin. The move caused her big tits to rub against his hairy chest.

Slowly, knowing she was turning him on, Cathy dried Tom's chest, arms, back and legs. Then, moving in front of him again, she got down on her knees to dry his powerful legs. Cathy started with his feet, and worked her way slowly up to his knees, then his thighs.

"Ohhhhhhh! This is luxury!" Tom said, trying to sound casual but not quite making it. Watching his beautiful wife kneeling before him, her face only a couple inches from the end of his cock, was enough to excite him.

Tom's mind spun as he thought of asking her, one last time, to suck his cock. His daughter had taken his fuckpole into her mouth, and she had sucked him until she swallowed his thick, salty cream. He wanted his wife to do the same. Tom realized that if Cathy didn't give him a blowjob, he'd be looking for Jayne to sink to her knees again and swallow his fuck-cream.

"Now to dry my friend here," Cathy said, feigning nonchalance.

She dried Tom's cock and balls, her tits jiggling vigorously as she rubbed the thick towel over his prick. Then, dropping the towel to the floor, she grabbed Tom's cock curling her fingers around his rubbery prickshaft. As she stroked it gently, his cock soon became thick and hard. Cathy used her left hand to fondle Tom's heavy balls, squeezing them gently as she calculated how much cum they would give her.

"So big and beautiful," Cathy purred, staring intently at the reddish head of his cock.

She stroked his prickmeat until a white drop of jism formed at his slitted cocktip. Cathy's mouth watered as she thought about licking off the precum, but she knew she mustn't do that. Not yet, at least. Not until she was certain that she could give Tom a blowjob without, him suspecting that she had learned the sensual, erotic art from someone else.

When the drop of precum was joined by another, Cathy arched her back slightly and raised her tit up to his cock. She rubbed his pricktip against her nipple, smearing off the precum and drawing a low groan of pleasure from Tom.

Cathy didn't look up, though she was terribly curious to see the expression on his face. Was he angry with her open, wanton need for his prick? Or was he happy beyond words that she was finally grabbing his cock and enjoying herself?

Unable to see his expression, Cathy decided the next few steps in her plan would determine whether or not she would be sucking Tom's prick in the future. She rubbed his cockhead in the creamy valley of her tits, then released his fuckshaft. Grabbing her smooth tits from the outside swells, she pushed her milky tit mounds together, trapping Tom's fuckpole in her soft cleavage.

"Ohhhhhhh!" Tom sighed, his heart in his throat as he picked up the meaning of his wife's silent actions.

He leaned forward slightly, pushing his hips at her.

His cock slipped between her succulent tit mounds, and his cockhead rubbed against her chest, pushing up toward her chin.

Cathy watched his cock approaching her face, sliding hotly between her sensitive tits, and she tilted her head back to look up into her excited husband's face.

"Yes, my darling," she purred.

Cathy could smell her husband's pungent pre-cum as it smeared off onto her flesh, and the aroma sent shivers coursing through her veins. She purred softly and licked her dry lips, wondering when the time would be right to take Tom's cock into her mouth. Judging by the look of almost uncontrollable passion on his face, Cathy sensed that he was enjoying the tit-fucking beyond words.

As the cum simmered hotly in his balls, Tom watched his prick sliding in and out of Cathy's cleavage. Once, when his prick slid through her mounds of tit flesh, his cockhead struck her chin. When he pulled back, withdrawing his cock until it was once again hidden between her tits, he saw cum shining on her chin.

Tom decided that he had to say something. He simply had to let Cathy know how much he enjoyed tit-fucking her. Jayne may suck his cock, but she didn't have tits nearly big enough to fuck his big, throbbing prick.

"Cathy… this is… so… ug… good!" Tom groaned. The words came out slowly, one per thrust of his prick. "My cock feels so Goddamn good!"

"Good, my love! I'll do anything you want!" Cathy replied, licking her lips in a suggestive way as she continued to look up into his passion distorted face.

Their passion was rising. Cathy's senses reeled at the scent of Tom's pre-cum. His cockhead had struck her chin several times, and she could feel his sticky pre-cum clinging to her flesh. Pre-cum had also rubbed off on to the inside swells of her this, making it easier for Tom to plow his throbbing cock through them.

Tom's cockhead was tingling as he pushed himself closer and closer to the brink of ecstasy. His cum wasn't just simmering in his balls anymore. It was bubbling hotly, nearly to the point of boiling. And Tom knew that once he reached that point, he'd shower Cathy with the sticky cream his balls held.

Cathy's breathing was hoarse and irregular. Her pussy juice was running so freely in her cunt that the slick oil was trickling down one leg. She wanted to get fucked. She was desperate for the feel of Tom's cock cramming into her pussy. But that would have to wait for later, Cathy thought.

"Awwwwwww! Cathy… I'm…"

Tom couldn't finish his sentence. He didn't want to. The glorious feeling of having his prick sliding between Cathy's golden, firm tits was too great for him to stop, and he was afraid that if he warned his wife that he was about to cum she might back away from him and simply finish him off with a hand job.

Tom's face twisted in a grimace from pleasure that was so intense it was painful. He thrashed his bulky torso against Cathy, knocking her backward slightly. He grabbed her by the shoulders as his cock throbbed mightily, and his jism sizzled in his balls.

"Go, darling," Cathy hissed, sitting on her heels as she pushed her tits tighter around her husband's rampaging prick. She could smell his pre-cum, and its pungent aroma delighted her.

His extreme pleasure grew, pressure building on pressure, and Tom let out a low groan. He stared with glassy eyes at Cathy's lovely face, and he watched his prick slide between her tits.

"Honey…" he moaned, realizing that he was about to cum.

He was going to warn Cathy. But when his balls pulled up tight to his body, words suddenly became an impossibility.

Cathy was having trouble keeping her balance. Tom was stabbing his cock through the valley of her creamy tits with tremendous speed, and she was being knocked farther backward. When she could no longer maintain her balance, Cathy released her tits and put her hands behind her on the floor, her feet askew beneath her.

The first long, slick stream of jism to burst out of Tom's cockhead splattered against the smooth swells of Cathy's tits. When his prick slid over her flesh again, Tom's balls rubbing against Cathy's ripe body, his cockhead throbbed out a second long jet of cum that arched through the air and struck Cathy's cheek.

Cathy shrieked as she watched the yellowish cum gush from Tom's pricktip.

"Awwwwwwww!" Tom groaned, grabbing his cock to jerk the rest of his jism out of his balls.

To his incredible surprise, Cathy opened her mouth as a third jet of cum exploded out of his fiery cockhead. His cum gushed straight into her mouth, spilling over her tongue and teeth. Tom pumped his cock, thrusting it at his wife's open mouth at the same time.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm!" Cathy moaned as her lips were parted by Tom's enormous cockhead. She wrapped her succulent mouth firmly around his fuckshaft, her tongue dancing along his throbbing prickmeat as more cum gushed against the back of her mouth.