Kathy Andrews - Meet my hot mom

For a moment Donna didn't answer. Then, giving in, she said, very softly, "Yes, I liked it, Kathy. I liked it very much."

"Can we do this again?"

Again Donna hesitated.

She envisioned her son fucking Kathy on the kitchen table again and wondered if that had been his come juice she had tasted on this succulent, sugary cunt. And what was she going to do about it, about Bobby?

She could not deny her enjoyment of watching them fuck, nor of discovering her own delight about sucking a cunt. She had never in her life tasted a pussy.

And Kathy had such a sugary sweet cunt, like honey.

Could she give that up? Donna knew she didn't have the nerve, or courage, or whatever it took to do this with another girl. She would not have done it at this time if Kathy had not taken the initiative.

"I… I've got to think, Kathy," she finally said.

"Okay," Kathy murmured sleepily, confidently.

She climbed out of Donna's bed, and, after leaning down to kiss Donna on her mouth, she left, closing the bedroom door silently behind her.

Donna watched Kathy and Bobby become very close.

Like brother and sister, only much closer. Where one went, so did the other.

Kathy went out of her way to please, particularly to please Donna. Kathy was so cheerful, so eager. And, with her new clothes Donna had bought, she was beautiful Donna was very pleased to notice Kathy was a clean girl, bathing as often as two and three times a day. At first, Donna wondered if this was a fetish, but then realized Kathy simply loved being clean, smelling fresh.

Her blonde hair sparkled with shimmering waves, and those blue eyes were so clear and happy. Kathy flounced about and bubbled and laughed constantly.

Donna noticed, too, that Kathy was apparently a good influence on Bobby. He had begun helping about the house when before Donna had been forced to resort to threats just to make him clean his room. But now, with Kathy helping him, his room was the cleanest ever.

They played, often whispering and giggling. Sometimes Kathy's eyes would glint with mischievous delight at Donna when their heads were together, and sometimes Bobby would glance shyly at his mother.

Oddly enough, she didn't mind; she was thrilled, knowing her son and Kathy often talked about fucking. She watched her son often as they put their heads together, watching his face light up as Kathy whispered. And Bobby seemed to have a perpetual hard-on. Donna knew that was from the influence of Kathy, too. Kathy seemed to know how to keep her son excited and how to keep his cock hard. But, at his age, she knew his interest in sex would be intense no matter who the girl was… provided the girl was erotic, like Kathy.

But Kathy kept Donna in a high state of arousal, too.

Donna's cunt pulsated and twitched with a beat she had never experienced before. She felt as if she were on the brink of orgasms all the time. Donna could look at the exquisite girl and feel her cunt clench. If Kathy smiled at her, running her pink tongue sensuously about her lips at the same time, Donna would shiver with pleasure.

She found herself wanting to touch the girl, to feel that sweet, tight little ass, those small, firm tits, and, best of all, her succulent, wet cunt.

Coming out of the bathroom and into the ball about noon that day, Donna came upon Bobby and Kathy as they wrestled about on the living room floor. They laughed a lot, enjoying themselves. Donna, with a smile on her beautiful face, stood and watched them. They were careful not to bang into anything although they were involved in their fun. It was wonderful for Bobby to have Kathy here, she thought. She was like a sister to him, only closer.

Bobby wrestled Kathy to her back and sat astride her, knees on each side, pinning her arms above her head. Kathy's feet were toward Donna, and, as the girl lifted her knees, Donna gazed between her slender thighs. The tight panties she had bought the girl were exposed, and the crotch was very tight, molding to the sweetness if that fuzzy cunt. Donna ran her tongue over her lips as she remembered the sugary taste of that pussy. The lovely, smooth curves of that ass could be seen by Donna, the small ass she had held in her hands as she tongue fucked Kathy. Donna's breath caught in her throat as excitement rumbled through her, and there was a sudden burning sensation between her thighs as her cunt twitched.

Seeing between Kathy's thighs had excited her so that Donna was unaware that she had lifted her hand and now clutched one of her tits tightly.

Kathy arched her hips up, trying to toss Bobby from her, but all she succeeded in doing was wiggling and bouncing her ass.

She looks like she's fucking, Donna thought as her hands dug into her tit. Like she's getting Bobby's cock in her cunt, fucking him.

Kathy and Bobby were so absorbed with each other, they did not see Donna watching.

Sitting on Kathy's stomach, Bobby reached behind his ass and shoved his palm between Kathy's thighs, yelling gleefully, "Handful!"

"I'll handful you!" Kathy giggled, twisting her hips about.

"Handful!" Bobby yelped again.

Kathy's hips became still, barely writhing when Bobby rubbed up and down her cunt. "Handful of what, Bobby?"

"Pussy!" Donna heard her son say.

"Handful of pussy, or cunt, or…" Kathy giggled in her cute, lewd manner.

Hearing her son say those words sent a ripple of delight racing up and down Donna's spine, and her cunt seemed to spasm in a mild way.

Kathy had finally seen Donna, but not Bobby, who had his back toward her.

Kathy saw right away where Donna's hand was, and she also saw the expression on Donna's face. She did not try to squirm away from Bobby, nor did she say anything to him. Instead, she became more teasing, more erotic.

She lifted her hips and began to grind her cunt into Bobby's hand, watching Donna's reaction. Donna's eyes were smoldering, gazing between those succulent thighs as Kathy widened her knees.

"Put your hand inside my panties, Bobby," Kathy said, her voice thick now, her eyes staring directly at Donna. "I wanna feel your hand on my cunt, Bobby."

Donna saw her son quickly shove his hands into the tight crotch of those panties, and it was obvious that he had thrust a finger into Kathy's boiling little cunt. Kathy squealed and whipped her hips up, gyrating them while keeping her eyes glowed with brightness when she saw Donna's long thighs and panties, saw the wicked smile on Donna's face.

Then, with a sudden motion, Kathy tossed Bobby from her stomach. Bobby landed on his back, but he still had not seen his mother watching them. Kathy, with a swift movement, jumped onto Bobby, straddling him with her face toward his feet, her back keeping him from seeing his mother.

"I'll show you!" Kathy shouted and shoved her hands along Bobby's body. Donna saw her son's cock bulging against his pants, and that was what Kathy grabbed.

"Hey, that's my cock!" Bobby yelped with delight.

"I know it's your cock," Kathy said, opening his pants and pulling Bobby's prick out. She looked up at Donna as her fingers closed on it. "I'm gonna jack you off and make you come all over the fucking place, Bobby."

Bobby laughed in his eagerness, lifting his hips to Kathy's hot hand.

Staring at Donna, Kathy began to pump her fist up and down Bobby's cock slowly. Donna's eyes became very hot and excited as she looked at her son's prick. Her fingers dug into her tit, and the other hand pressed her dress tight into her crotch.

The head of Bobby's cock was very swollen, so smooth, and Donna could see his piss hole, glistening wetly. Kathy ran the thumb of her other hand over his piss hole, lifted it and very briefly offered it to Donna, then mewled as she shoved her thumb into her mouth, sucking it. Donna almost came. Her hips twisted and she pressed her hand hard into her cunt, squeezing her tit hard enough to feel pain.