Kathy Andrews - Let_s do mom!

Johnny twisted and rubbed at the woman's clitoris, pushing his finger into her heated cunt. Both Jennifer and her son heard the sighs of the couple as they came almost at the same time. When it was over, the man and woman moved away, and Jennifer noticed they were in their thirties.

They rode more rides, picking those that allowed Jennifer to expose her ass or her cunt.

They rode a ride that went round and round, with a cover that opened and closed on them. As the cover would lift, Jennifer always had her dress at her hips, the hair of her cunt showing, hanging onto the safety bar and laughing loudly, her hair flying. When the ride ended, she left her dress up, and as the teenaged attendant unlocked and lifted the safety bar, he got a very good look at Jennifer's cunt as she swung a long leg wide to climb from the car.

Smiling sweetly, she took Johnny's hand and they walked off, her shapely ass swaying beautifully.

"I need a fuck," she whispered as they strolled about the throngs of people. "My cunt is very hot, baby!"

"With all these people around, we could fuck anywhere and no one would ever notice."

Squeezing his hand, Jennifer began to search for someplace they could use. People were everywhere, young and old, with very little privacy even between the tents. They saw boys and girls pressed together in every available space, holding each other, humping crotches, feeling cocks or tits or asses.

Walking behind the tents among the huge trucks and trailers, they discovered some blankets beneath a big trailer, apparently for the use of a carnival worker to rest now and then.

Looking around carefully, Jennifer pulled her son beneath the trailer, yanking her skirt to her waist and spreading her legs wide for her son.

"Hurry up!" she gasped, arching her hairy pussy to her son as he climbed between her uplifted legs.

Johnny hauled his cock from the leg of his shorts. His prick was already hard and ready to plunge into his mother's cunt.

"What if someone comes, Mom?"

"You and I are going to come, baby!" she hissed. "If you'll hurry up, we'll both come."

"I mean who do these blankets belong to?"

"They'll have to wait their fucking turn!"

Jennifer grabbed her son's cock and stuffed it into her fiery cunt.

"You would, wouldn't you?" She laughed, plunging hard into her wet pussy.

"Every one of them!" Jennifer cried out as her son's cock pumped into her cunt. "I'd take them all on… ooooh, a wonderful gang-fuck in my cunt… mouth… asshole!" With the gay music loud, the laughter and noisy crowds around them, Johnny rammed into his mother's cunt hard and fast, making her come three times before he gushed into her cunt, overfilling it, until his come juice seeped from her hot, swollen cunt-slit to the blankets.

At midnight, Jennifer and Johnny were still going strong at the carnival.

People were packed shoulder to shoulder.

They kept wandering around, feeling strangers up as often as they could, which was very often. Seldom were they pushed away, and a few times, Jennifer was felt up by teenaged boys and men alike.

As they passed a narrow walkway between two tents, they saw a young girl on her knees before a man old enough to be her father, sucking frantically at his cock. The man was leaning against a tent pole, eyes closed, holding the girl's head, moaning softly in pleasure. The girl's face darted back and forth, her eyes closed, too.

Jennifer and Johnny stood in the narrow entrance, watching. Jennifer pulled her son's cock from his shorts and stroked it while they watched. Johnny ran his hand up the front of his mother's dress and felt her hairy cunt. Not once did the man or girl see them.

The man came, grunting, his body shaking. The girl made wet gulping sounds, and they watched the man's come juice seep from her desperately sucking lips and run to her chin.

They moved away before the man and girl knew they had watched them.

In another place, they saw a young boy jacking off furiously. He was beside a tent with skimpily clad dancing girls, peering through a tear in the tent. They didn't stay to watch the boy come, but went along the midway searching, watching everyone.

They saw the young girl, the one who had been giving the man a blow job. She was clinging to the man's hand as they walked a few feet ahead of Jennifer and Johnny. The girl had on a pair of very tight shorts, her pretty ass drawing the eye, her very long, very slim, legs looking smooth and golden. When they got a look at the man's face, they knew it was the same man. The man was a few years older than Jennifer.

"I bet that's his daughter," Jennifer said. "Mom, if that's so, she wouldn't be sucking his cock," Johnny replied.

"Why not? You're sucking my cunt, aren't you?"

"Well… maybe it is, then."

"Want to find out?"

"How? Ask, them?"

"That's one way." Jennifer smiled.

They came close to the man and girl who had stopped to look at the posters on a tent. Jennifer looked at the man, then the girl.

"You have a beautiful daughter," she said to the man.

The man smiled at Jennifer. "Thank you."

"My daddy is the best!" The girl smiled shyly, clinging to his arm. "He's the best daddy in the world!"

The man put his arm about her and hugged her, grinning proudly.

"You and your wife must be very proud of such a lovely daughter," Jennifer said. "I know I am of my son here."

The girl was looking at Johnny with shy, but sparkling eyes, holding her father's upper arm tightly.

"I'm a widower," the man said.

"Me, too," Jennifer replied, a shiver of anticipation flowing through her body. "But Johnny is a dear, no trouble at all."

"Janey isn't, either."

Jennifer saw her son was very attracted to the girl, his eyes all over her slender body. She wore a tight blouse, but there was no sign of titties.

"Would you like to eat something with us?" the man asked, his eyes warm, his smile friendly.

Jennifer looked at her son, who nodded his head without taking his eyes off of Janey.

They found a crowded table and had hot dogs and soft drinks. Jennifer drew the man out, finding out about Tom and his daughter, Janey.

Johnny sat on one side of the table with the girl, watching and listening to his mother, knowing what she was trying to do, and his pleasure showed on his face.

Jennifer let her leg press against Tom's, who kept smiling at her as they ate. When a bit of mustard dripped onto her chin, Tom took a paper napkin and wiped it off. Jennifer gave him a bright smile, her tips pursed slightly, suggestively. She felt Tom return the pressure to her thigh, and she lowered her hand beneath the table and rested it on his, almost in his crotch.

Tom kept smiling at Jennifer, and he dropped his hand to her thigh. His eyes widened slightly when he found that she had her dress up and his hand felt her hot flesh. Jennifer poked her tongue out and wrinkled her nose at him.

"I saw you on the parachute ride," Tom said.

"Is that all you saw?" she asked teasingly, sliding her fingers between his legs and lightly touching the bulge of his balls.

"You don't have anything on under your dress."

Janey's eyes swiveled to Jennifer, bright and hot. "I saw it, too!"

Johnny smiled. "You saw what?"

"Her pussy," Janey whispered, a faint pink coming to her cheeks.

Tom laughed, slipping his hand to Jennifer's cunt.

"You have a hard-on?" Janey said, looking at Johnny.

Jennifer looked at Tom.

Tom laughed easily. "She can smell a hard-on a block away."

"She sucks a good cock too," Jennifer said.

"Oh, you saw us?"

Jennifer nodded, closing her fingers about his cock inside his pants as his fingers rubbed her clit.

"Janey likes it better in public," Tom said. "So do we," Jennifer replied, squeezing his cock, "but we like it at home, too."