Kathy Andrews - Hot action with mom

Bobby gazed into his mother's crotch. Silky cunt hair swirled outward from the stretched crotch of her panties, black like the hair on her head. He saw the soft mound as her cunt puffed against the panties, the wetness there. He started to touch it, then drew his hand back, grasping his cock instead. He squeezed his cock very hard, making groaning sounds as he gazed between his mother's lusciously smooth thighs.

"Bobby, this is… terrible," Sharon managed to gasp, a sob coming from her throat. "You shouldn't see me… this way." He didn't reply.

He leaned back on the arm of the couch, staring into his mother's crotch, his eyes hot, jerking on his cock. Sharon was breathless when her son fumbled with his belt, and then began to slide his pants down as if he had read her mind earlier. She watched him push his pants down to his hips, and gave a soft cry as he exposed his cock and balls to her. She felt her body tremble, and she pressed her bent knee against the back of the couch, drawing the foot on the floor backward, unable to stop herself, deliberately revealing her pantied cunt to him now.

Her eyes gazed with passion at her son's cock and balls. She saw the small tuft of hair at the base of his cock, evidence of his youth. His balls had not a single hair, yet they were big and full looking. His cock was thick and long, with the bulbous cockhead tautly swollen.

Reclining on the arm of the couch, staring into his mother's crotch, Bobby began to jack off once again. Sharon breathed hotly, watching him, her tits rising and falling, her cunt smoldering. A quick glance between her legs showed the slit of her cunt was outlined against those wet panties, strands of black pussy hair swirling outward.

It was too late to close her legs, to shove her skirt down, she thought.

She moved her eyes back to his fist, blushing with embarrassment, but more excited and erotically aroused than she had been in many years. There was no harm in letting her son see her panties, see how wet they were, that cunt hair sticking out. No harm at all. It excited him, and her. They had no one in the world but each other.

"You do it, too, Mom," Bobby said.

"I… I can't, Bobby," she gasped.

"Come on, Mom," he insisted. "I wanna see you do it, too!"

Sharon moved her fingers toward her crotch, but couldn't touch herself, not with her son watching, even if he was jacking off, too. She felt the nylon of her panties on her fingertips, her hips starting to move slightly.

Bobby went to his knees, his pants stretching at his thighs, his cock and balls arching forward. Sharon stared, watching her son jacking that tight fist almost frantically now. His eyes burned on her cunt, on her panties, her smooth inner thighs. She felt her pussy swelling, her clit pressing at the fabric. She moved her fingers to the inside of her uplifted leg, and stroked slowly at the exquisitely creamy skin, almost to her crotch. She began to sob with embarrassed ecstasy as she watched him fucking his own fist, his hips jerking back and forth.

"Touch it, Mom!" he groaned. "I wanna see you touch yourself! Do it for me, Mom! You're watching me jack off… let me see you do it, too!"

"Ohhhhh, Bobby, please!" she groaned. "I can't… it's so… wicked! I'm already embarrassed!"

With his free hand, Bobby shoved, his mother's wrist down, placing her fingers on the crotch of her panties. Sharon gasped, but didn't try to move her hand. She felt the wet heat of her panties on her fingertips. When he knew she wouldn't move her hand, Bobby gripped his mother's knee, his fist flying now as he watched her hand cupping her cunt.

Sharon's eyes smoldered as she watched him jacking off, standing on his knees. His cock was almost over her crotch now, and she could smell the hot aroma of his prick and balls see him dripping from his piss hole. She couldn't prevent the movement of her fingers, and she began to rub her pantied cunt, sliding her fingers up and down the puffy pussy slit. She sobbed hotly as she began to press and rub at her cunt, exciting her son as he knelt watching her hand. She wanted to jerk the crotch of her panties to one side, ram her fingers up her pussy and fingerfuck herself frantically, but couldn't do it yet. She leaned on the arm of the couch and lifted her ass, making grinding motions as her fingers rubbed up and down her pussy. She gasped and sobbed with increasing ecstasy, her eyes fixed upon her son's prick.

"Oh, Bobby, this is… this is so wicked!" she moaned.

"Yeah, Mom!" Bobby agreed breathlessly, watching her fingers moving up and down the wet crotch of her panties. "But fun, huh?"

"Yes!" she groaned. "Oh, God, Bobby!"

Sharon arched her hips upward, twisting them as she pressed hard into her cunt. She had never felt such consuming heat, such devouring ecstasy.

"Me you going to come soon?" she gasped, her excitement overriding her embarrassment. "Are you about to come, baby?"

"Soon, Mom!" he panted. "Are you [missing text]."

"I think so, Bobby!" she moaned.

"Rub hard, Mom!" he urged. "Rub your pussy real hard!"

"Oh, yes!" she squealed, the heat on her beautiful face burning, her fingers rubbing faster and harder, working the crotch of her panties.

She was exposing more cunt hair in her frantic movements, but didn't care. She pressed her fingers into her panties, pushing them inside her cunt. A hairy cuntlip was showing now, and Bobby grunted with pleasure. Sharon pressed and rubbed harder on her tit, her hips lifted and grinding against hand.

"I'm rubbing hard, baby!" she groaned. "I'm rubbing very hard! Ohhhh, you're so long and hard… pump it, pump it!"

Sharon had two fingers pressing her panties into her cunt now, the others rubbing at her swollen clit. Both hairy cuntlips were revealed to her son's hot eyes, and she lifted her crotch high, as if trying to touch his cock with it. Bobby moaned in delight as he watched his mother's cunt, jacking off in a frenzy now. Somehow Sharon's skirt had twisted about her waist, all of her bikini panties showing. Her legs were so wide, Bobby saw not only the lips of her hairy cunt now, but the swelling cheeks of her ass below.

"I'm about to come now, Mom!" Bobby grunted, squeezing his cock hard and making the head bulge out, his piss hole wide open and dripping. "I'm just about to come now!"

"Me, too!" Sharon yelped, sliding her fingers out her cunt and smashing her knotted clit. The crotch of her panties remained inside her pussy. Bobby could see those hairy, puffy pussylips clearly with her hand out of the way.

He squeezed his cock yew hard, and grunted loudly.

Creamy hot come juice boiled from his prick, splashing down onto his mother's exposed belly button.

Sharon screeched, her hips jerking spastically. "Oh, God!"

She came.

It was such a forceful orgasm, her shoulders lifted and she almost doubled up. Her legs remained wide open. She stared at his spurting cock, feeling the come juice spatter her stomach, her panties, the back of her hand, then her inner thigh near her cunt. Bobby squeezed his cock as hard as he could, and the last drop of his come juice landed on one hairy lip of his mother's cunt. Sharon cried out, her orgasms tripling with power as soon as she felt that blistering wetness on her cuntlip.

She slumped backward, her hand leaving her pussy. She breathed with hot panting sounds, her tits rising and falling inside her sweater. Her eyes continued to glow, but they were not focused. She felt her son rub the slimy head of his cock on her thigh, wiping that searing jism on her flesh.

"Ooooh, again!" she yelped, her cunt contracting with a final, explosive orgasm. "You made me come again, Bobby!"

Bobby stepped off the couch as Sharon's vision cleared. She watched him drag his pants up and button them. She remained sprawled there, legs wide open, his cock cream glistening on her stomach, her panties, the edge of her cunt and inner thigh. Bobby stood and looked down at his mother for a long time. Sharon trembled beneath his gaze, blushing, but unable to cover herself.