Kathy Andrews - Wet dream Mom

The experience of licking his come juice from the wall burst into her mind, and she stopped moving on Joey's cock. Her eyes opened, glazed with passion.

She pulled her cunt off his cock, turning to face it. His prick stuck through the hole with beautiful hardness. She gazed at his cock with wet heat in her eyes. The many times her ex-husband had attempted to shove his big cock into her mouth came flooding into her mind. She saw her son's cock glistening with the wetness of her cunt juice, and started to take a cloth to wipe it off.

Then she grinned wickedly, thinking, Why wipe it off? That's only the juice of my own cunt.

She squatted, facing the wall. She placed her hands on the wall, and slowly pressed her tongue from her mouth. She probed gingerly at her son's cock with the tip, not knowing what to expect. She felt the heat of his hard-on against the tip of her tongue, and strange things happened to her. Her cunt almost burst with sudden orgasm, and her mind spun dizzily. With a hungry moan, Peggy began to lick her son's slimy cock, darting her tongue against the hole in the wall, sliding it up the cockshaft and about the swollen cockhead, moaning and whimpering with ecstasy.

Joey, feeling his mother's tongue licking at his cock, gasped with surprise. He had not expected anything like this.

"Mmmm, sweet!" Peggy moaned, surprised at her pleasure. "Sweet and hard and hot! Oooooo, delicious!"

Greedily, she closed her lips about the smooth head of her son's cock, her tongue swirling hotly in circles. She tasted the juices dripping out of his prick, probing the tip of her tongue against his piss hole, trying to enter it. She sucked with her hot lips, and sobbing softly, shoved her mouth onto his cock. She drew her son's cock into her mouth, taking more and more, enjoying the way her lips stretched, her, mouth filling. She felt his cock scrape the roof of her mouth, and then she could go no farther. Her lips were against the hole, and the head of his cock was almost, but not quite, at her throat.

For some time, Peggy held her son's cock in he mouth, her tongue swirling.

Then with a sob, she began to suck back and forth. Her cunt seemed to tighten and suck inward with spasms of pleasure. The slippery juices of her cunt on her son's cock helped her lips slide easily, back and forth. She bagan to suck hard, her tongue in constant motion. She cried out with joy as she darted her vace back and forth, stabbing herself in the mouth with her son's stiff cock down her throat.

Joey felt his mother's mouth pulling hard on his cock, and he was gritting his teeth, feeling as if his balls were being drawn up through is prick. His young, tender balls ached and throbbed, and he didn't know if he should come or not.

Peggy didn't know anything about her son's thoughts. She wasn't interested in his thoughts, not right now. The hot hardness of his cock throbbing between her lips excited her tremendously. She made moaning sounds as she sucked, clinging to his cock tightly. Her lips tingled deliciously, her tongue swirling. Although her cunt was burning, her clit bulging, Peggy wasn't feeling it not really. Her mouth had become her most sensitive organ, her tongue the hottest.

Her knees, spread wide, were aching from pressing at the wall. She moved them, but refused to release her son's cock with her mouth as she did so. Kneeling on the floor of her bathroom, she ran her hands up the wall, her tits now pressing at it. Her nipples seemed hard enough to bore two more holes there. She sucked and whimpered softly, twisting her lips tightly. She gripped the head of his cock just behind the ridge, flicking her tongue about his piss hole hotly. She heard her son moaning on the other side of the wall, his sounds of ecstasy increasing her strange hunger for his cock meat. She was aware of her own soft, eager cries, but at the same time not aware. Her cries of ecstasy and her son's moans of rapture seemed to be background music to her active mouth and tongue.

Peggy didn't really know how to suck cock, had not really thought of sucking cock. Refusing to take her ex-husband's cock into her mouth had been her only introduction to cock sucking. She sucked on her son's cock now as he pressed it through the hole in the wall, not with experience, but with enthusiasm, sucking and licking with increasing hunger, with intense delight. Her eyes closed, soft mewls coming from her constricted throat. She wasn't thinking of her son coming, either. She wasn't thinking of anything really. The taste of her son's cock filled her mind, blotting out all else.

Now and then Joey's cock would give a stronger throb. When it did, Peggy sobbed with delight, knowing she was making him feel very, very good. Her mouth watered and she swallowed often. The juices seeping out of his cock didn't bother her at all she loved the taste, the slipperiness of it. Swirling her tongue in fiery circles, she pumped her mouth back and forth, trying to fuck his cock into her throat. Her lips pressed almost into the hole as she struggled to swallow his cock.

Joey, grunting as his balls grew tight, aching with need for release, shoved his cock as deep into the halt as be could. He was about to come and still had not decided what his mother wanted. He didn't know if she was aware of his impending climax, but the way she sucked on his cock he could hardly do anything but gasp.

Then, unable to hold back the flood, Joey yanked his cock out of his mother's mouth.

Peggy cried out, opening her mouth wide fighting to suck it back inside. She had her mouth wide open, pressing it at the hole, her tongue darting through in an effort to taste his cock.

Joey groaned, and his prick erupted.

The first powerful spurt of his cock cream, splashed across his mother's tongue.

With a surprised yelp, Peggy pulled back an inch or so, her mouth still wide open. Joey's cock squirted again, the thick come juice splashing at the back of her throat. Peggy yelped again, and her throat worked instinctively, the thick jism burning down it. The third gush of come juice spewed across her now-closed lips. Startled, Peggy froze, taking the spraying juice of her son's balls into her face. She felt her jism dripping hotly down her lips, over her chin, and sobbed softly, partly with surprise and partly with pleasure. The surprise was because she had forgotten about his coming off, and the pleasure was because his come juice delighted her. She could just see the head of her son's cock through the hole, and her eyes glazed as a final gush of jizz came from his piss hole, splattering on her chin.

Her cunt was on fire, and now she was acutely aware of it. Still on her knees, she shoved a hand down, pressing her fist against her inflamed clit, crying out with the delicious pressure. Gazing through the hole at her son's glistening cockhead, Peggy frantically agitated her clit, her hips swaying. She rammed two fingers up her cunt, fucking herself almost violently. She felt an orgasm starting to swell, but then it went away.

"Ohhhhh, no!" she hissed, the fingers of one hand twisting and puffing at her distended clit while she fucked two fingers of her other hand into her cunt with a frenzy. The wet sounds seemed loud in the bathroom, but she didn't hear them.

She was almost insane with sensation, sensation that was peaking and receding. She whipped her ass back and forth, sobbing in mindless frustration. "I want… I have to… Ohhhh, please, no!"

On the other side of the wall, Joey listened to his mother. Leaning down and peering through the hole, he saw her kneeling about two or three feet away, her knees wide apart on the floor. He watched her violently fucking her fingers into her hairy cunt. He could see her tight shapely tits jerking, her nipples rigid with desire.

"Pee," he whispered.