Kathy Andrews - Hot action with mom

Sharon heard him, but her mind was on his cock. She listened to him talk about the things he would do with the girl, and sat watching his fist slowly move up and down his hard cock, stretching up on it, lifting his balls. Her cunt was on fire.

"Let me see your tits, Mom!"

For a moment she wasn't sure he had said that.

"What?" she asked, once she understood.

"I wanna see your tits, Mom," Bobby asked again, pressing his fist down hard at the base of his cock, making it stand up, looking longer and harder.

"You want to see my… oh, Bobby! I can't do that!"

"Sure you can, Mom," he replied. "All you gotta do is let one tit stick out. I can jerk off real good then."

A shudder went through Sharon's body, her eyes glazing. She felt her hand slide up over one tit, pause there a moment, her nipple burning through the gown against her palm. She tried to pull her hand away, but instead her hand went to the narrow strap on her shoulder. She made a sobbing sound as she shoved the strap down, and then her tit was exposed to her son's eyes.

"Ohhhhh, that's pretty, Mom!" Bobby said, pumping his fist fast on his cock, staring at his mother's tit. It was firm, round, very shapely, with a quite long nipple with a pebbled circle around it.

Sharon blushed furiously with embarrassment, yet she felt no shame at all. Her cunt was squeezing tightly, her clit knotted in an aching way. Bobby jerked his fist up and down his cock, and she saw the glistening beads of liquid forming on his piss hole now. His hairless balls seemed to draw up tight, and she detected a slight movement in them.

"Now show me your cunt, Mom!"

"Bobby, please, no more," Sharon moaned. "I just can't let you! You shouldn't even be seeing my tit."

"But, Mom," he said. "In the living room you let me see your panties, and you even touched your cunt for me."

"I… we shouldn't have… I just can't do…" Sharon was almost babbling, her eyes glazed with erotic desire as she watched his fist moving up and down his hard cock. She was sliding her gown upward clit her thighs, knowing she gasped again, her eyes opening wide.

Bobby had plunged a finger into her cunt.

"Oh, God, Bobby!" Sharon cried, her hips thrusting forward as his finger delved deeply. "Bobby, please."

"You're so hot and wet, Mom," he groaned. "Your cunt is awfully wet and very hot! Are all cunts like this, Mom?"

"I don't know!" Sharon cried. "I don't know anything! Please, Bobby… baby, don't do…"

An orgasm rippled through her cunt.

Bobby's eyes glowed, his face showing delighted surprise. He felt his mother's cunt gripping his finger, sucking on it. Sharon sat upright, her shoulders straight, that one tit showing, her eyes closed, her face grimacing with tormented rapture. Her fingers dug hard into his thigh as she sat there with her son's finger fucking in and out of her convulsing cunt.

"You came!" Bobby said gleefully. "You came, didn't you, Mom?"

Sharon had to admit it, and all she could do was nod her head jerkily, unable to look her son in the eye. He pulled his finger out of her cunt and stared at it. Pussy juice coated it, gleaming in the light. Sharon peeked from lowered lashes as her son brought his finger to his nose, sniffing it. A light seemed to come into his young eyes, and then he thrust the pussy-wet finger into his mouth.

Sharon gasped with surprise, her eyes lifting finally to look right into her son's face. Seeing him sucking on his finger, the finger he had fucked her cunt with, sent a rumbling threat of more orgasms through her crotch.

"You… oh, Bobby!" she sobbed softly.

"Nice, Mom," he grinned. "You taste sweet."

He was gripping his cock very hard, but his hand wasn't pumping now. She lowered her eyes to his prick. The hand on his thigh moved upward slowly, and she touched the tips of her fingers upon his balls. They felt very hot on her fingers, and she rubbed the tip of one lightly against his balls.

"Me you gonna let me fuck you now, Mom?" Bobby asked, eagerness in his voice.

"I can't," she moaned. "I just can't let you do that to me, baby." She placed her fingertips beneath his balls, hefting them for a moment, then puffing her hand away. "But I could… help you. I could do something else."

"Are you gonna jack me off, Mom?" Bobby asked excitedly. "Oh, that would be good, Mom! I only do it to myself. I bet it feels better with a girl jacking me off."

Sharon giggled with shyness. "I was thinking of something… I've never done… I'm so embarrassed, Bobby!"

"Jack me off, Mom!" he urged, pulling his hand from his cock, lifting his hips upward. "You do it for me!"

She sat with her legs up on the bed, bent at the knee, her cunt still exposed. Sharon's hand trembled as she held it near his prick. She could feel the heat of his cock already on her palm. She licked her lips, gazing at his prick with a fiery expression. She sucked in a deep breath, and closed her fingers around his cock.

"Ohhhhh, God!" she moaned as she felt the powerful hardness in her fist. She squeezed his prick, making juice bubble from his piss hole. She gave his cock a jerk or two.

"Oh, that's good, Mom?" Bobby grunted, lifting his hips to her hand. "Jerk me faster!"

Sharon jacked up and down on her son's cock, her cunt throbbing as if she were on the brink of orgasm again. She pressed her uplifted leg against his feeling the contact burn at her skin. Bobby shoved a hand to her cunt once more, and this time when he fondled her cunt, Sharon sobbed and pushed her pussy into his hand. She shivered as he brushed at her elongated clit, working a finger back into her cunt. She felt her cunt grab his finger as if sucking it deeply. She squeezed his cock hard, pounding her fist up and down, twisting slightly.

"Bobby, I want to… I can't help baby, I have to do it!"

Sharon dived down.

Bobby gasped with surprise.

Sharon stuffed the head of her son's cock into her mouth, surprising herself as well. She had never had a cock in her mouth in her entire life, and now she had her son's cock between her lips. She felt the heat of it, the rounded cockhead crowding her tongue. She tasted the seeping juices, her pulse racing, her cunt snapping about her son's buried finger.

Sharon closed her eyes, crying in a muffled sound. She swirled her tongue about the head of her son's cock, feeling the satiny smoothness of it. With a sob, she lowered her mouth, sinking down onto his cock. She pulled it deeply, amazed when she had every thick inch of his fucker inside her mouth. She felt the cockhead brushing at the back of her throat, the skimpy tuft of hair tickling her lips. Her lips burned and stretched, and she found her wind reeling with erotic passion, ecstasy she had never known. Her cunt squeezed at her son's finger, and then Bobby was fucking her with it, driving his finger in and out of her cunt vigorously, making wet sounds as his knuckles banged against the swollen, hair-covered cuntlips, her protruding clit.

"Oh, Mom!" Bobby groaned, his eyes huge as he looked down at his mother's face, seeing her lips stretched about his throbbing cock.

"You're gonna suck me? Are you gonna give me a blow-job, Mom! Are you gonna suck my cock off, Mom?"

Sharon heard his words, and they sent shivers of erotic delight about her creamy flesh. She writhed and twisted her ass on his bed, working her cunt on his finger. She knew her face was a bright pink, felt the embarrassment of having his cock in her mouth, yet she felt driven to suck him, to suck up and down his cock, to gobble and lick and taste his prick.

Groaning deep in her throat, Sharon sucked up on her son's cock. She held her lips tightly, her tongue swirling. She didn't move off the swollen cockhead, but held it hotly inside her mouth and twirled her tongue about it, tasting the juices seeping out of his piss hole, finding the taste of his cock juice hot and sweet. She opened her lips, took a deep breath, and filed her mouth with his hard cock once again. Bobby was squirming his ass beneath her, watching her with hot, excited eyes, fucking his finger in and out of her hairy, fiery cunt.