Kathy Andrews - Hot action with mom

She couldn't resist lifting her ass into his face, twisting it in a tight circle, groaning as ecstasy swelled inside her. Her back bowed as she pulled her knees forward a bit, her ass jutting up lewdly as her son ran his tongue about the creamy flesh, but always darting it back to the lip of her cunt. Then she gasped as she felt his hot mouth close about her crotch. Her panties were in the way, but Bobby didn't seem to mind in the least. He licked and sucked the soaked crotch, tasting the juices of his mother's cunt.

"Oooooo, Bobby!"

Bobby hooked a finger into the crotch of her panties, drawing it to the side, and buried his tongue into her cunt. Sharon sobbed with the rapture as he thrust his tongue in and out, fucking her cunt eagerly. She felt his breath searing the crack of her ass. She wiggled her pussy against him, groaning as her stomach tightened.

"You'll… Bobby, please!" Sharon cried out. "You're going to make me come again! Ohhhh, honey… baby!"

She lifted her ass a bit more, grinding it hard into his young face. Her cunt throbbed hotly as Bobby darted his tongue back and forth, stabbing her cunt with delight. The tongue fucking sent consuming heat racing up her body to her tits.

"Bobby! Oh, God, Bobby!" Sharon cried, shoving her hands underneath her body, and clutching her tits. One tit was still exposed, the other hidden by the satin blouse. She dug her fingers into her own tits, groaning loudly as she strained her uplifted ass and cunt into her son's face. "I'm so… so hot! Oh, baby, do it more! Make me come, Bobby! Ohhh, that's so good… make my cunt… my pussy… oh, Bobby, suck mother's wet cunt!"

With a strangled groan, Sharon came.

Her cunt closed tightly about her son's delving tongue, squeezing it as she came. Sharon clamped her eyes shut, digging into her swollen tits harshly, her ass grinding back into her son's open mouth. The waves of overwhelming orgasm burned through her, from her head to her toes.

Bobby pulled his tongue from his mother's cunt, his mouth gleaming wetly. His cock throbbed in a powerful hardness. He hooked a finger into her panties, and with a jerk, pulled them to one side again.

Sharon, her cunt still convulsing, would have taken her son's cock into her cunt then and there, or anywhere else he wanted to put it. She arched her ass into the air, her cunt contracting in those never-ending orgasms. She moaned and sobbed, tears of exquisite torture in her tightly shut eyes. Bobby, his cock standing straight out, grabbed his mother's hips, and jerked her backward.

His prick fucked into her asshole without resistance.

"Ohhh, Bobby!" Sharon screamed as she felt the renewed stretching of her asshole. "Ohhhhhh, baby, yes!"

Bobby fucked her ass furiously, driving his cock deeper and deeper into the searing heat of her gripping asshole, his balls again bouncing against her puffy, juicy cunt, making a wet slapping sound. Sharon strained her ass to her son, taking his cock eagerly into her burning asshole. She could feel the swollen cockhead, the ridges of his throbbing prick with the sensitive ring of her amazingly tight, yet accepting, asshole. It was much easier to take his cock up her ass this time. That first time had hurt, but now all she felt was ecstasy, a hot, perverse, intensely lewd, rapture.

"Hot fucking ass!" Bobby grunted, pounding relentlessly into his mother's ass. "Hot, tight, fucking asshole, Mom!"

"Yes!" Sharon squealed, slamming her creamy ass back as he came forward, straining on his prick. "It is a hot ass, baby! Mother has a very tight, very hot, asshole! Fuck that hot asshole, Bobby! Oooo, God! Give it to me! Ram it to me! Fuck my ass… fuck mother up that tight, hot asshole! Ohhhh, baby, what a cock!"

The orgasms that had started with his tongue were still there. The only difference was they grew in power, causing her cunt to contract so tightly, her asshole sucking so hotly at his cock, Sharon didn't think she could take much more.

She was weak, but still managed to swing her ass about with wild ecstasy. She dug into with her fingers, feeling a stab of pain in [missing text]. With a squeal, she shoved her legs straight out, causing her lower body to press against the floor. Bobby lay atop her, plunging his cock up and down, fucking her in the ass despite his lack of depth in this position. Sharon spread her legs, wide, trying to give him more access to her asshole.

"I'm gonna come again, Mom!" Bobby shouted.

"Yes!" Sharon screamed, feeling his cock throb inside her asshole. "Yes, yes, yes!"

With a loud grunt, Bobby fucked his cock into her asshole, and squirted his boiling come juice up her ass, spraying the smooth walls of her ass guts for the second time in less than an hour.

Bobby wanted to see what else his mother had bought that morning.

Shyly, Sharon allowed him to examine everything. She had removed her miniskirt, nylons, belt, and fishnet panties, and had bathed. She wore her robe now, a fluffy thing that concealed her curves, except for her narrow waist where it was belted.

She sat on the bed, watching her son examine the intimate clothing she had brought home. She had purchased a miniskirt, a garment of shiny material that, when she wore it, clung to her body, leaving well over half her thighs revealed. There was another garter belt, more nylons, one pair of fishnet hose. She had purchased a dozen new panties, but unlike any she had worn before. These were designed for one purpose only; to excite and arouse.

She had also bought a pair of leather boots, boots that came to her knees, with spiked heels.

"You're gonna look beautiful, Mom!" Bobby exclaimed, caressing her new panties against his cheek. "These are so soft and smooth."

He sat in the center of her bed, legs crossed, his cock standing up in hardness again as he fondled her new panties. He was still undressed, his pants now on the floor at the side of her bed. With her son naked and her in the robe, she had the strangest sensation it was she who was lewdly revealed, not her son.

Shyly looking at his cock, she smiled, with only a faint blush on her face now. Perhaps, she thought, she was finally overcoming that bashfulness, that sense of embarrassment when it came to sex.

"When are you gonna wear all this, Mom?" he asked.

"I don't know," she replied. "I just well, bought them."

"Where are you gonna wear them?"

"At home," she said, feeling her face grow warm. "Far you."

Bobby moved his eyes about her body. "Sure, the way you put that fucking robe on, huh?"

"I had to put something on," she said.

"Why?"

"Because… I don't know," she said.

"I've seen most of you already, Mom," Bobby said. "I even fucked you in the ass. What are you trying to hide from me now?"

"I guess…" She lowered her eyes shyly. "I'm still your mother, and I don't want to be… you know, naked."

"Why the fuck not?"

In her mind, she agreed with him. She wanted to be naked, completely naked, before his young, eager eyes. She wanted her son to see her tits, her ass, her cunt. She wanted him to look at her, all of her, and become intensely excited. So excited his cock would gush jism without touching her.

"Come on, Mom," he said. "Take that fucking robe off. Give me a peek at all your goodies."

"Goodies?" she whispered. "What a strange way of putting it."

She slipped to her feet, her fingers playing with the belt of her robe. She held her head down in bashfulness, but peeked at him from her lowered lashes. She gazed at his cock standing there, remembering how it had tasted in her mouth, so hard and hot, stretching her lips, crowding her tongue. She licked her lips, as she opened the belt. For a moment she held her robe closed, then flung it open.

Bobby's eyes bulged with appreciation as he stared at her. Her tits were high, firm spaced widely, with stiff nipples arching upward, set in a large circle of pebbled, dark-pink flesh. Her stomach was flat, but it was the thick mass of fan-shaped cunt hair that held his gaze. His cock jerked, and she saw the liquid forming at his piss hole, his balls seeming to draw up tightly at the base.