Kathy Andrews - Hot horny mother

She looked directly at them, her eyes smoldering. She moved her palm along the inside of one thigh, intensely suggestive. Susan's pretty face split in a grin, and Bobby giggled.

Feeling bold, Carol moved her hand higher on her thigh, and then she felt a fingertip brush the crotch of her panties, she drew it along the frilly edge, drawing her eyes to what she was doing. Her other hand lifted to one spongy tit, her fingers curling about it and squeezing very gently. She dropped her eyes to her son's lap, and she saw his cock bulging inside his pants. Sliding her gaze to her daughter, she saw the tight band of her panties being stretched over her pussy.

Carol had never felt so wickedly bold in her life, not even when she was fucking frantically on her brother's cock long ago in that hayloft. Slicing a finger into the tight crotch of her panties, she deliberately jerked it to the side, exposing her hairy cunt to Susan and Bobby.

Bobby gasped, his eyes sparkling hotly. Susan giggled in a naughty way.

Carol, smiling now, shifted her hand from her tits down to her stomach. She circled a fingertip along the edge of one hairy cunt lip, then drew it up the slit to her distended clitoris. She twisted her ass on the chair, and her knees went wider yet. She scooted her ass to the edge, then quickly thrust a finger into her cunt, and just as quickly withdrew it.

Then she sat upright, smoothing her skirt down and sticking her tongue out at them. Standing up, she watched her son's cock, seeing it bulge against his pants, then at the tight band of her daughter's panties.

She walked toward the stairs, twisting her ass with an exaggerated motion. Finally, before starting up the stairs, she lifted the back of her skirt to her waist, arching her rounded ass out and wiggling it at them.

Then she climbed the stairs to her room.

She sat on her bed, feeling an anxious anticipation. She wasn't sure what she expected, but after her wanton display downstairs, something should happen, she thought.

Her cunt was hotter than she had ever remembered it being. Always hot, it seemed hotter than ever at this moment. She had to struggle to keep her hands off her pussy as she waited. Certainly they could not have missed the intent of her lewd invitation.

She opened the top of her dress, pulling it off her shoulders. Her tits, so round and firm, flawless in shape, thrust outward, nipples rigid and tingling with desire.

She heard their footsteps on the stairs, and she began to breathe with sharp, swift gasps.

Susan and Bobby stood in the doorway.

Carol held her eyes steady as she boldly looked back at them. Her tits were exposed, nipples hard and thrusting up invitingly. She had pulled her skirt to mid-thigh, and her knees were slightly parted.

Carol lifted her hands to her tits, circling a finger around each of her nipples as she gazed hotly at Susan and Bobby. Her eyes saw the straining bulge of Bobby's cock, and she could hear their breathing.

Her cunt pulsated hotly as they moved into the bedroom, both staring at their mother's naked tits with excitement glowing in their young eyes.

Carol still didn't know what she was going to do with Susan and Bobby. The only thing she knew was her cunt was about to burst into a roaring flame. When. Susan and Bobby stopped halfway inside the room, she felt a sense of disappointment. Somehow, she had expected them to take the initiative, but now she realized they were waiting for her.

Trembling, she held her arms out to them, a smile of eagerness on her full, moist lips. They came toward her slowly, and sat on each side of her. Carol sat there, shaking gently, once more running fingertips over her tits. She looked down at her tits, then glanced from the corner of her eyes at them.

Still Bobby and Susan only watched what she was doing, but their breathing indicated excitement.

Carol took her son's wrist in one hand, her daughter's in the other. She brought their hands to her tits, placing them upon the spongy, smooth flesh. She had to curl their fingers around her tits, and her nipples seemed to be so hot. She pressed on their hands, smashing her tits and rolling their palms against her nipples. As she lowered her hands from theirs, they kept up the rubbing motion on their own.

Carol sighed with pleasure and leaned back. She arched her naked tits against their eager hands, closing her eyes to the pleasure.

She felt Susan and Bobby twisting at her nipples, pinching them in a light, tender way. She mewled softly and thrust her tits out, writhing her ass on the bed. Then their fingers were replaced by something else. She opened her eyes to see Susan's lips closing over one of her nipples. Bobby, too, had lowered his mouth down, and he was running his tongue around his mother's nipple wetly, breathing hot air against her flesh. Susan began to suck on her mother's succulent nipple, making soft whimpering sounds as her tongue swirled with moist heat.

"Ohhhh," Carol moaned. "Oh, God!"

She arched her tits against their mouths, thrilled with the wetness of their tongues and lips. Her nipples protruded like two very hard cocks, and they were being sucked in such a sweet, hungry way by Susan and Bobby. Sprawling on her back, she wrapped her arms around them, pulling their faces tighter into her springy tits. She murmured with soft desire, caressing the honey-colored hair of her daughter and stroking Bobby's ear.

"Oh that's so nice!" she whimpered in a thick sound. "That feels so good, so very good!"

She felt their bodies trembling against her. She was twisting her ass on the bed, her cunt pulsating in moist heat, and she wanted to touch them, to feel them, so much. Yet she waited, letting the anticipation grow.

Mild orgasms burst within her cunt, making her gurgle softly. Their sucking lips and swirling tongues fueled the fire inside her body.

But then, no one was sucking her tits.

She opened her eyes and looked up.

Bobby was grinning rat her, and Susan was getting out of her panties as fast ass he could.

"What… what are you going to do?" Carol whispered.

Her daughter giggled. "You started this, Mother."

"I didn't start any…" She stopped, seeing her daughter's panties being thrown halfway across the room. She caught a flash of her daughter's succulent cunt before Susan sat back down.

Bobby, just as eager as his sister, opened his pants and shoved them down, then off his feet.

Carol stared at his cock. Bobby's cock was up so hard, and sheathed to take it in her hand, feel his virile hardness. Yet, she lay there, tits exposed and thighs parted, watching and waiting.

Bobby had a bit of fuzz at the base of his cock, but his preciously sweet balls were totally devoid of hair. Carol thought she could eat his cock and balls up without any problem whatsoever. As she gazed hungrily at her son's cock and balls, he got on his knees, arching his hips out with youthful pride.

Susan was now getting out of her dress, stripping completely without hesitation.

Carol saw Susan's tight shapely tits with those pale pink nipples, and she licked her lips. She balled her hands into tight fists, swinging her eyes from her son's cock to her daughter's now naked body.

Susan scooted about on the bed, spreading her legs and lifting her crotch. "Come on, Bobby," she hissed. "Rub my cunt with your cock!"

Carol wasn't sure she heard right. Here she was, with her tits naked her thighs invitingly open, but her daughter wanted Bobby to rub the head of his cock against her cunt.

"Bullshit!"

Susan and Bobby looked at their mother.

Carol sat up, crossing her legs in front of her. "That's right… bullshit."

Susan gasped. "You mean you don't want…"

"I don't mean anything," Carol said, her voice low and thick with passion. "I only mean it's childish to rub each other that way."