Kathy Andrews - Hot action with mom

"Oh, God!" Sharon cried as Bobby slipped his cock out of her mouth. "I can't believe I won't do."

She sat on the floor, drawing her knees up, then fell to her side. She jerked her short skirt to her waist, flinging one leg up. She began to clutch at her cunt, her fingers digging, into it, and she wailed into another orgasm.

"Come here!" she sobbed. "Hurry, Bobby! Lie down with me!"

Bobby, puzzled, lay on his side facing his mother. Again Sharon made a pillow, for his head, holding her leg up and wide so he could see her hairy cunt. She stared at his cock, her eyes wet with perverse ecstasy. She took hold of his cock, a thumb and forefinger at the base.

"Piss!" she cried, out.

"Really, Mom?"

"Piss on me, Goddamn it!" she shrieked. "Piss in my cock-sucking face, Bobby!"

Bobby giggled, a lewd sound.

"Okay, if you want me to," he said.

"Hurry! Oh God, hurry and piss in my fucking face!" Sharon wailed, her hips twisting, eyes smoldering.

Bobby let loose a strong stream of golden piss.

Sharon screamed as his piss splashed into her face, her cunt blowing apart instantly with orgasm. The piss was hot in her face, and she angled his cock to spray her chin, her neck, her naked tim. Then she lifted his cock to her face again. She sobbed with perverse rapture, her face quickly soaked in her son's hot piss. She felt her hair becoming drenched, then matted to her skull. She aimed his cock so he pissed over every inch of her face, and all the time her cunt was rippling with the most intense orgasm ever.

With a cry, she opened her lips and closed them to the head of her son's cock. She tasted the hot piss on her tongue, and pressed her tongue at his piss hole. Her orgasms became tighter yet.

"Ooooo, yes!" she wailed.

She pulled the head of her son's cock between her lips, drinking at his piss thirstily, swallowing it. She hunched her hips back and forth, and Bobby saw her cunt rippling and clenching with orgasm.

She moaned as she felt the force of his hot piss slowing. She released it from her mouth, but caught the final dribbles over her lips.

"Ohhh, that was crazy!" she moaned, rolling onto her back. "It was insane, but I don't care! God, Bobby, it was so good!"

She lifted on her elbows, looking down at his face. Her eyes looked feverish, a wicked grin on her mouth. Her hair was plastered to her skull, piss dripping from her face and tits.

"Now I'm your toilet," she said, half giggling. "My mouth is your toilet from now on."

"You liked that, Mom?" he asked, hardly surprised.

"Honey, you've not only helped me get over being so fucking bashful and embarrassed, you've taught me a lot about myself. You're fucking right, I like having your piss in my face, my mouth. You're delicious!"

Bobby laughed.

"Now, how would you like to fuck that woman in the parking lot?"

"Just, fine, Mom," her said.

Sharon got to her feet and fished into her purse. "She gave me her number. Want me to call her?"

Bobby nodded, fingering his cock and balls. Sharon, watching him, pulled her short skirt to her waist and perched on the arm of the couch, her cunt showing, legs wide. Her tits, glistening with his piss, swelled outward, the nipples very hard.

She dialed.