Brian Layer: Mom in the raw

He would have to let his prick out anyway because it was getting so painful in his pants. As he reached down to his fly, his hand trembled with lust like it used to before he got used to orgies and far-out sex. Phyllis reached for her pants too and began unfastening them. The sight of her smooth belly made Jim pant with passion. She began wiggling her pants down her hips.

When Jim fished his prick Out of his pants, the girl stared at the monstrous pole with her

mouth gaping open. He wrapped his hand around it but waited for her to catch up before he started pumping.

Now Phyllis was moving faster. Her slacks were around her knees, and she pulled her undies down too. Her pussy was covered with the nicest, downiest pubic hair he'd ever seen. It wasn't very dense so he could see the crack smoothly folded in. He wanted to bury his face in that cunt, but he didn't, and restraining himself for a change added a sorely missed ingredient of sex.

Phyllis covered her cunt with her hand and slipped her middle finger into the slot. The finger began moving steadily, and soon her whole body shook gently. Jim raised himself up on one elbow and put his head near her cunt so he could get a good view. He could smell the sweetness of the snatch too.

Now he soaked his prick while Phyllis kept her eyes on it. He had to go slowly or he would come in a few seconds. Flogging his own prick and watching the girl finger herself was so incredibly exciting that Jim thought he was going to pass out. He took his eyes from her cunt every now and then to look at her face and the expression of lust she wore.

Slit began to make wanton sounds of pleasure and her finger moved faster. Jim was grunting

and panting as he felt his gism surging through his cock. Phyllis was staring at the cock-head waiting to see it erupt. Her body began quaking just as the first bullet left the tip of Jim's prick.

They lay there in ecstasy, and watching each other multiplied the ecstasy. When they were left with only the lingering warmth of their climaxes, Phyllis began pulling up her pants. Jim did the same.

"That was very nice," Phyllis said. "I've always wanted to do that with a boy."

They talked for a while and Jim told her how much fun he'd bad. After a while, Phyllis said she had to get going and they said good-bye. Jim thought about how ironic it was that jerking off with Phyllis had been so exciting; he hardly touched her.

But Jim was feeling horny again, and decided to go home and take his mom to bed.