Frank Brown: The Smiths come together!

Patrick gasped. His eyes opened and he watched with shock and fascination as his heavily breathing mother, her blonde hair fallen forward over her face, chewed and sucked on his toes as if they'd been dipped in honey. Her hot lips and tongue sent such thrills through his toes and feet, thrills that shot simultaneously through his cock, that he grabbed his cock and started pumping it, sliding his tight foreskin up and down.

"Feels good," he whispered. "Mmmmn, yeahhhh!"

Greta drooled, her spit running down her son's feet. She licked the spit off his muscular insteps, licked his soles and between his toes. Her pussy was throbbing madly, and she thrust her hand between her legs and started groping her crotch through her leotards.

"Oh, my darling!" she rasped. "I want you!"

"Take off your clothes," Patrick said. "I wanna see you naked."

"Yes," Greta said. "Of course, darling."

Without looking at the boy, she stepped back, unsnapped her leotards and peeled them off. Her tits felt enormous and heavy as she leaned forward. She straightened up and stood naked before her son.

"Wow!" he moaned. "Oh wow!"

He jacked his cock as he looked her up and down, and Greta stood there, letting him admire her, letting him lust at the sight of her naked body and jack himself off shamelessly in front of her.

"I could shoot off just looking at you," Patrick said. Though he'd fucked dozens of girls, he'd never in his life encountered a fully mature, stark-naked woman's flesh. His mother looked good enough to eat. He licked his lips, his face flushed, his eyes glazed with lust. "What a body! What tits!"

Now what? Greta thought. She'd gone this far, but now she didn't know what to do next, especially with Patrick watching her and making her feel self-conscious. She felt ignorant and incompetent. She realized suddenly that she knew almost nothing about sex. She had always been the passive one, letting Morgan be the guide, lying passively under him while he did what he wanted with her, as if she were an inanimate doll he was playing with.

Patrick's hand quickened on his cock. His eyes rolled back with a look of ecstasy. He panted shallowly, rapidly. He was about to come, Greta realized, and she lunged toward him and pulled his hand away from his cock, hoping she was not too late. The boy fell back, his loins thrusting, his huge cock flexing wildly and spurting blobs of creamy cum onto his stomach.

"Thanks," the boy panted as he calmed down. "I guess I got carried away. I really didn't want to come yet. It's just that you're so beautiful, you're so hot. I could…" His voice trailed off.

Greta leaned over and kissed him, stroking his checks, his blond hair. Patrick wrapped his arms round her head, groaning as he thrust his tongue into her mouth, as he rubbed his chest against her hot, silky-skinned tits. Her spit ran into his mouth and he swallowed it. They kissed and kissed, and pussy-juice ran down Greta's legs.

"Darling, I don't know what to do next," Greta said. She kissed the boy all over his handsome face. "I'm at a loss."

"I don't know what to do first," Patrick said. "I'd like to do about a hundred things." He kissed her neck, sucking up a mouthful of flesh and making Greta tingle all over with excitement. He licked his way down her tits and sucked on her nipples.

Greta gasped. She thought she'd die. Her cunt contracted fiercely with each suck of the boy's hot lips, with each flick of his tongue across her nipples. She groped her pussy and started finger fucking herself.

"I love your tits," Patrick growled. "I love all of you." He licked her tits, her belly, her moist, shaved armpits. He licked out her navel, then slid off the table and fell to his knees at her feet. He pressed his nose and lips to her bushy blonde cunt-muff. "I adore you!"

Greta felt like a Goddess. She sat against the edge of the table for support, stroking her son's silky, golden hair as he nuzzled and kissed her furry pussy. As he nuzzled deeper between her thighs, she sat up onto the table and spread her legs wide. The boy stretched apart her pussylips with his thumbs and kissed her naked, sizzling cunt-meat. Her pussy contracted and her hot fuck-juices dribbled out into the boy's mouth and down his chin. He sucked greedily.

"Oh, my angel!" Greta kicked her legs up, splitting them fully resting her heels on the table. She leaned back slightly, supporting herself with her hands behind her. Her tits heaved from her panting as her son rubbed his nose and lips between her pussylips. "Oh, my darling, yes!"

Patrick sucked his mother's burning, super tasty pussy. She had a wonderfully ripe flavor, like a good wine. He sucked her clit which was as thick and firm as the tip of his little finger. Her clit quivered and wiggled as his lips smacked around it. His mother's toes curled when he chewed on her clit and she groaned as if he were torturing her. He rammed his tongue up her pussy-hole to lick her out as deep as he could. He didn't dare touch his cock for fear that he'd lose his cum-load.

Greta writhed. She'd never experienced such intense pleasure. She rubbed her ass against the tabletop and rubbed her crotch in her son's mouth. His tongue twisted inside her cunt-gash, sending itchy tingles swarming through her cunt and asshole, swarming throughout her loins. Her cunt contracted repeatedly around his probing tongue, and her toes clutched wildly. She was panting so rapidly that she was faint from hyperventilating.

"Angel! Oh, my angel! I am so so close! I urn going to explode any second! Oh, please, make me come!"

To Greta's surprise and dismay, the boy pulled his tongue out of her cunt and his face away from her crotch. Her frothy cunt-juices dripped from his chin. A few cunt-hairs stuck to his lips. He licked his lips and wiped off his face with his hand.

Then, before Greta could say a word, Patrick stood up, his enormous cock in his hand, and he moved closer to the table. She watched with fascination as he pressed his dripping cockhead against her open pussy and slipped it inside her. He grabbed her around the ass and pulled her firmly against him, fucking all eleven inches of his cock up her cunt. Greta almost fainted from the sensation.

"Ohhhhh, darrrrrling!" she moaned, her eyes rolling.

The boy crushed her in his arms, grinding his chest against her tits, madly kissing her all over the face and neck, stuffing his tongue in her mouth, wiggling and grinding his cock inside her pussy as she clung to him. She was almost unconscious with excitement and shock. His cock filled not only her cunt, but her womb as well. It felt as if a gigantic snake had crawled into her body. She could feel the swollen cockhead throbbing in the very heart of her guts. She trembled in her son's arms and clamped her legs around his loins. Her entire body pulsated with pleasure, as if her body had become the boy's thrill-saturated cock.

"You're such a hot woman!" Patrick muttered, slobbering such wet kisses on Greta's neck and shoulders that his spit ran down her flesh. "What tits!" He couldn't stop rubbing his chest against her spongy, enormously swollen tits. They were the biggest tits he'd ever pressed up against, and their hard, hot nipples seemed to give off electric shocks. "Man, I can hardly stand it!"

Greta was out of her mind. Her eyes overflowed with tears of lust. She squirmed in her son's arms, trying to rub every inch of her body against him, grinding her pussy on his cock. As he sucked at her neck and growled, she clawed his back, rocked her hips.

"Fuck me, my angel, fuck me!"

The boy cupped her asscheeks in his hands and began to swing his loins, to fuck his cock in and out of her sizzling, rhythmically contracting pussy-hole. Each time he fucked in, Greta pressed her calves against his asscheeks, helping him probe her pussy as deep as possible. She had her arms around his neck, clinging to him as he fucked her, as he made them both groan with ecstasy.