Bob Hawkins: Mommy made them

"Owwww, Momma!"

"Ummmm! Baby! Sweet baby!"

Charlene knelt on one knee and then on the other as he continued to suck her way down the boy's body. His hard prick poked at her belly and then pushed between her tits, was trapped there as she brought her arms together and sucked on his belly button.

"Momma! Oh, yeah!"

The boy sucked in breath and let it out in a slow sigh as his mother licked her way lower, down his belly. His burning cock banged against the soft under part of her chin as she sloshed her tongue back and forth, then slid off as she mouthed his cock-hair and the base of his cock-shaft.

"Oh, yeah! Suck my cock, Momma! Suck me!"

Charlene swallowed a silent sigh as his cock flesh burned against her cheek, so hot it might have branded her. His hard-on pushed up beside her nose as she sucked around his balls, then drew the tight crinkled sac between her teeth. He gasped again.

"Be careful! Don't bite!"

She had no intention of biting. She rolled his balls around with her tongue, separating them and then lifting them. As with his young cock, he was no more than half the size of his father in the balls department, but that was plenty enough to fill her mouth. She had never been able to suck more than one of Bill's balls into her mouth.

"Momma!"

The boy shouted another warning as his mother's teeth crunched his cock-hair and he caught her head in his hands. But, when he tried to push her away, Charlene tightened down, and he pulled his hands away again with a gasp.

"Please, Momma! Take it easy!"

She relented, and released his balls. For a moment her nose pushed under them as she breathed in the crotch-stink of the boy, and then she came back up and gobbled his prick all the way into her throat.

"Oh! Oh, yes! Yes, suck me! Suck me, Momma!"

The boy stared in surprise as his mother swallowed, and his cock-head slipped into her throat. Her nails dug into his ass and held him there, all the way inside, while she swallowed against him. His balls were trapped between her chin and his groin.

"Momma! Oh, Jesus Christ!"

Charlene came back up then, until only his cock-head was trapped between her teeth. She rolled her head toward Ginger, who was finger fucking herself furiously as she stared entranced at mother and son. If her lips hadn't been glued to Howie's cock, she would have grinned.

"Suck, Momma! Jesus Christ, suck!"

Charlene needed no encouragement. She dove all the way back down onto Howie's cock, raking his cock-shaft with her teeth, and bit down.

Yelping, he stiffened against her.

"Don't bite! Don't!"

Her hot breath snorted from her nostrils and hit the top of his prick as she came back up, slowly. Now she covered her teeth with her lips and the boy sighed with pleasure as she began a steady stroking.

"Oh, yeah, Momma! Yeah, that's nice! That's good!"

Charlene mumbled, something around his cock that might have been agreement, but she kept his delicious cock in her mouth. Each time she rode up she swallowed, as though she could tear it off and take it into her belly. Each time she fell back she increased the pressure.

"Oh, Jesus! Oh, suck me, Momma! Suck me!"

His balls already drained once by Ginger. Howie was settled in for the long ride. Charlene's fingers came down to the backs of his thighs, stroked down to the back of his knees, and she shivered at her touch. Once or twice he shifted a foot to find a better position.

His cock seemed larger than before, his cockhead swollen bigger than his cock-shaft. Occasionally he gasped as his mother worked his foreskin back too far.

"Oh, God! Oh, Momma! Suck me, Momma!"

Charlene mumbled another reply, rolling her head to take in the girl. Ginger was hunched forward, one of her hands in her cunt while the other twisted and tore at her nipple. The teenager's tongue stuck out of her mouth, and she gasped repeatedly as she worked her hand back and forth.

Christ! She looked good enough to eat!

Yeah, she would eat her, but not until Howie satisfied the itching in her cunt! The first fuck would be only a warm up. After two weeks without cock, Charlene was ready to ride more than one fucking horse!

"Oh, Momma! Ah, ah, ah, Jesus!"

Howie's fingers tightened in Charlene's hair, forced her to turn back to the business at hand. As she slammed down on his prick, be began to fuck her mouth, making tight tiny fuck strokes. She swallowed against the unexpected motion and took him into her throat again. She could feel the rushing beat of his pulse as her tongue pushed against the big vein in the bottom of his cock-shaft.

"Oh God! Oh my God! Momma!"

Fighting for position on the uneven ground, Howie shifted his foot again just as Charlene slammed down on his prick. The force of her blow knocked him off balance-he scrambled wildly, would have fallen back if her arms hadn't been wrapped tight around his ass.

"Momma!"

Instead, the boy sagged against his mother's body and his upper body fell over her head. Charlene felt a sharp pain in her neck and for a moment her breathing was cut off as Howie's trunk folded around her face. His weight was enough to push her off-balance, to one side, and they went over together in a tangle of arms and legs.

"Jesus Christ, Momma!"

The boy yelped in protest as her teeth slipped from the cover of her lips and chewed his prick. Tears came to his eyes and he cried out again as he banged an elbow going down. But his mother kept her hold on his cock, would not let it escape.

They lay on their sides, Charlene seeing stars as one of Howie's legs pushed over her shoulder and his toenails dug into her tit. For a moment neither moved-then she had to breathe, pushed him back until his cock slid out of her mouth.

"Jesus, Howie! Are you trying to kill me?"

"Me!" he cried in protest. "I thought you were gonna bite my cock off!"

"Christ, that was funny!"

Ginger was doubled over with laughter. As mother and son turned to look at her, she straightened and wiped tears from her eyes, using both hands.

"I thought I was gonna bust a gut!"

"Ignore her," Charlene said, looking up at Howie. "Come on, baby, stick your cock back in my mouth."

"Holy shit, Momma! Haven't you had enough?"

"I haven't begun to have enough, baby."

He touched his cock and shook his head. Although still swollen, it had softened-his fingernail sank into the middle of his cock-shaft.

"I don't think I can get hard again, Momma."

"Shit, boy! You fucking better get hard, if you know what's fucking good for you!"

Sitting up, Charlene pushed the boy over onto his back and grabbed his cock before he could cover it with his hands. He gasped again and covered his teeth with his lips, bit down as she worked his foreskin down. His mother ignored the pain on his face as she bent and sucked his aching prick back into her mouth.

"Momma! Don't!"

"Momma's gonna!"

She came off the boy long enough to speak those two words then dove back onto his cock again. Howie started to draw up his leg but she slammed her fist against it. Biting on his tongue, he let his head fall back onto the ground, suppressing a groan.

Charlene sucked furiously, trying to force Howie's cock to become hard, for several minutes, without success. Growing angrier by the minute, she chewed on him with her teeth then drew his balls into her mouth with his cock. Cheeks full of her son's cock, she twisted back and forth, tearing at his prick like a puppy tearing at a slipper.

"Momma, please! Please!"

Shit! Shit fuck! The fucking brat was going to fail her! Like fucking father, like fucking son! Bastards, both of them! All she wanted was hard cock in her cunt, was that so fucking much to ask?

Charlene released Howie's balls and worked her hand under his ass until he drew his foot back and raised up on that side. Her middle finger probed at his asshole, pushed against the tight sphincter-and stabbed through.