Don Scott: Mom gives her all

He wanted to see her fucking his son. He wanted it because it wasn't so long ago that he couldn't even imagine her sucking his cock, and the idea of watching her fuck with his own son would surely give his satisfied prick another hard-on.

Cathy slipped, her fingers around Miles' prick, giving it a playful squeeze before she began stroking it. Slowly, a smile of contentment spread across Cathy's mouth. She licked her lips, rolling the tip of her tongue around her mouth, and stepped closer to Miles.

"What do you want this time, tough guy?" Cathy asked, teasing him.

"I'll figure that out later," Miles replied, finally speaking. "But for now, get on your knees and start sucking."

"Anything you want, I can handle."

Cathy sank to her knees, stroking Miles' fat prick while she massaged his cum-filled balls. The heady taste of Tom's jism was still filling her senses, and she crooned lustfully as she caught the musky, erotic aroma of her stepason's fuckpole.

"Never thought I'd see this," Tom said to no one in particular as he watched his new wife tenderly licking his son's prick. Jayne slipped under his arm, pressing her small tit against his side, as she rubbed her cunt against his thigh. "Not in a million fucking years did I ever think I'd see this."

Cathy was looking at Tom when she opened her mouth and took the mushroomed head of Miles' prick into her mouth. Her tongue moved slowly, rolling around the clefted underside of his cockhead and down his fuck shaft. Her moist lips were stretched around his rigid prick. She pushed her face forward, taking his cockmeat into her mouth, until his bulbous prick knob was against the opening of her throat.

"Mmmmmmmm!" the brunette moaned, pivoting her face around his jaw-stretching cock.

"Deep-throat him, honey," Tom said, watching his wife give a blowjob while Jayne sucked on his nipple. "You can do it. He's no bigger in the cock department than I am."

Cathy pistoned her face in smooth, swanlike movements, dragging her succulent lips along the steelish length of Miles' prick. She paid special attention to the ridge of his cock head, chewing on it with her lips, sending hot, glowing tingles of desire coursing, through his veins.

With Miles' cock stretching her lips and flattening her tongue, Cathy could feel the blood pumping into his giant fuck shaft, making it even longer and harder.

Tom had his arm around Jayne's slender shoulders as he watched Cathy taking Miles' prick deeper into the lush recesses of her mouth. He pushed downward, and Jayne instantly dropped to her knees. She turned his cock to the side so she could put it in her mouth while watching Miles and Cathy going at it.

"Mmmmmmmff! Ummmg!" Cathy groaned as she took the tip of Miles' ten-inch cock into her throat. Farther and farther, his cock head stabbed, until the woman's ripe lips were kneading his prick root.

Cathy kept her nose pressed into Miles' curly cock hair, and her throat engorged with prick meat for a long time. When she had bathed every throbbing inch of Miles' prick in the liquid warmth of her mouth, she began bobbing hard and fast. The smoothness of her bobbing was broken only when his cockhead slammed hard against the back of her mouth before jamming down her throat. After that, it stabbed completely into her throat.

As Cathy sucked hungrily on Miles' prick, Jayne began taking Tom's fuckpole deeper into her mouth. But, try as she may, the teenager wasn't able to fit her father's enormous cock into her virgin throat like Cathy could.

"Ohhhhhhhh! That's right! A little deeper. And use your tongue," Tom instructed, his eyes darting back and forth from Cathy's cock-filled face to Jayne's.

Entwining his fingers into Cathy's frisking hair, Miles pulled his stepmother's face off his cock. Looking down at her, he asked, "How would you like your ass stuffed by my prick?"

Without saying a word, Cathy got to her feet, then bent down, wrapped herself over the arm of the overstuffed chair. The half-moons of her golden ass were gloriously, exposed, ready and waiting for Miles' ten-inch prick to split them, to plow deep into the humid recesses of her asshole.

With his knees bent, Miles centered his cock on her puckered, tight asshole. He rubbed his spitty prick tip against the opening until her ass was moist and lubricated.

"Drive it deep," Cathy said.

She stared at the far wall, her eyes wide with anticipation, as she waited for the ecstatic feeling of having her ass crammed with cock meat. Her nipples, hard and tingling madly, were rubbing lightly against the seat cushion of the chair.

Tom was so astounded by what his wife was doing that he walked over to get a better look. He hardly seemed to notice that he had pulled his cock out of Jayne's mouth. Annoyed by her father's lack of response, Jayne crawled across the floor on her knees and began sucking his cock even more hungrily and urgently than before.

"Do it," Cathy hissed through gritted teeth, staring at the far wall.

Miles made sure that his cockhead was firmly in position against his stepmother's ass. Grabbing her hips, he pushed them down so she was trapped against the arm of the chair. Then, with a rumbling groan, he plowed his hips forward with a mighty thrust. His prick bowed slightly as her tight asshole prevented the entry of his cockhead. But then her tight ass opened, and all ten inches of Miles' prick came charging up her ass, reaming her fiercely.

"Awwwwwwwww!" Cathy groaned at the sudden intrusion of cockmeat into her ass. "You're so fucking big! Easy, Miles! Just take it a little easy! No, give it to me hard, boy! Give me everything you've got!"

Miles threw his body against Cathy's, reaming her ass with every ounce of energy in his body. When his muscular hips smacked against the trembling moons of Cathy's asscheeks, her body rippled.

Cathy gasped, feeling his fuckpole stabbing deep up her ass.

Though it hurt to have Miles fucking her asshole so forcefully, she'd be damned if she'd admit to not being able to take him easily. So she gritted her teeth and squeezed her eyes tightly shut as the pain slowly turned into mild pleasure. By the tenth stroke of his prick into her asshole, Cathy was squirming on the arm of the chair, shaking her ass to take Miles' prick as far into her ass as she could.

Tom couldn't believe what he was seeing. But his eyes didn't lie to him. His beloved wife, who had refused to suck his cock, was getting ass fucked by his own son. He looked down and saw Jayne's ruby lips bouncing over the ridge of his cockhead. The wanton, lusty manner in which she sucked his cock suddenly filled his senses, and he pulled her face toward his body as he started pumping his hips.

"Mmmgg!" Jayne choked when her father's big cock slammed against the back of her mouth. Her throat tightened, preventing the entry of his fuck shaft. The teenager squirmed on her knees, one part of her wanting to fight out of her father's hands, to get his cock out of her mouth. But another part, the envious side of her that she didn't like to admit to, wanted to swallow his prick like Cathy did.

"Take it!" Tom groaned, shoving his hips forward to fuck his sizzling prick shaft into his daughter's face.

Jayne was getting nervous. She wrapped both hands around her father's cock, preventing him from stabbing all of his jaw-stretching cock into her protesting throat. Again and again his cock came charging at her, forcing her fist to pound against her red lips. Her head bounced backward from the impact, but his awesome prick never left her mouth. Her frisking tongue danced along the bottom of his prick tip, and around the veined stem of Tom's throbbing cock.

Cathy pressed her cheek against the seat cushion, and she watched Jayne sucking Tom's reddish fuck pole. From the expression on Jayne's face, Cathy could tell that the teenager was having difficulty keeping up with Tom's powerful thrusts. Cathy felt an odd sense of elation when she realized the girl was trying to do what she herself could do. The idea that Miles and Jayne had initially intended on breaking up her marriage with Tom came to Cathy, but the realization wasn't a painful one. She had won! She had taken everything her stepchildren could give, and she was still coming back for more.