Kathy Andrews - Jerry_s hot mothers

"Ooooh, you suck so fucking good, Mother!" he moaned. "Your mouth is so fucking hot and fucking wet and you suck so hard on my cock!"

Breathing excitedly, Marcy pressed her lips to the fly of his pants, the head of his cock almost sliding into her throat. She writhed her lips at the base, her tongue pushing his prick to the roof of her mouth. She sucked hard, very hard, making her son gasp with ecstasy.

She dug her fingers into one cheek of his ass, pushing his jeans into the crack. She pulled her other hand around and cupped his balls, wishing they were hanging out of his pants, too. Her cunt was responding to the pleasure of her mouth, bubbling and seeping fuck-juices.

Puffing her lips up his cock, she drew her mouth from him and looked up at his contorting face. Her eyes smoldered. "Ohhhh, God, baby! You make Mother's cunt so fucking wet and hot! I wish we had time to get it in me, fuck me!"

"We have time, Mother," Jerry moaned. "We can make time!"

"No, we can't!"

"Then suck me off fast, Mother!"

"Oh, baby, yes! I will! I'll suck your hard cock off so fast!"

She dived onto his cock again, slurping up and down with short, quick bobs of her lovely, face. The heat of her son's cock burned her lips, making them tingle sweetly. She felt the beat of his precious balls sear her palm through his jeans. Digging her other hand hard into his tight ass, she gobbled in a frenzy, twisting her ass on the seat of her chair.

Jerry fucked his cock with her mouth, pushing in when she came down and drawing back as she came up. Once she lost his cock, and frantically grabbed it again with her lips. His piss hole was dripping on her tongue and coating it, causing Marcy's cunt to vibrate hotly. She squeezed her legs against his, making loud groans as she sucked wildly. Jerry was clutching her shoulders, his fingers digging into her flesh. His stabbing cock seemed to increase with speed, and he was moaning loudly. His cock throbbed with delicious hardness between her lips.

"Ooooh, I'm getting close, Mother!" Jerry gasped.

"Mmmmm," she moaned, sucking faster.

The sound of the doorbell clattered, startling Marcy. She jerked her mouth off her son's cock.

"Ohhh, shit, shit!" she cried out. "Susan is here already!"

"Don't stop now, Mother! Please, suck me! I'm just about to come!"

"Oh, God!" Marcy sobbed, and swallowed her son's cock swiftly.

She sucked as fast and hard as she could, the doorbell clanging loudly in her ears. She bobbed her though as swiftly as she could, taking short sucks. She dug into her son's ass, her fingers feeling the heat of his asshole through the seam of his jeans. She squeezed at his balls, urging him to unload into her mouth fast. The doorbell was insistent.

"Oooooh, almost, Mother!" Jerry groaned, fucking her in the mouth as fast as he could.

"I'm almost ready! Ohhb, I'm gonna come so fucking hard!"

Marcy squeezed, at his balls, pressing her fingers hard into the seam of his jeans on his asshole. She squeezed at his ass-cheek, gobbling and groaning as she strained to make him come. His cock seemed twice its normal size, stretching her lips and filling her mouth. Jerry darted his right hand into the front of her blouse, cupping one of her naked tits as hard as he could.

Marcy gasped.

"Now, Mother! Ohhhh, I'm gonna come now!"

His hot came-juice gushed over her tongue, flooding her mouth with the rapid squirts, burning it as it splashed into her throat. Marcy gulped at his come-juice, struggling to swallow it so none would seep from her mouth. She gulped hungrily, his cock throbbing powerfully with the spurts. Jerry was almost sobbing with the intensity of his discharge. He fucked his cock into his mother's mouth, his cock-head pushing at her throat, Marcy choked daintily, drawing her lips up. She caught his gushing come-juice over her tongue, her mouth filling before she could swallow. She made wet sounds, and her cunt tingled. She was gulping at her son's come-juice when she, too, came. Marcy pressed her ass hard into the chair, her cunt snapping almost with orgasms "Ohhhh, Mother, Mother!" Jerry moaned. The doorbell was still clattering insanely, and now there was pounding on the door.

Marcy sucked off her son's cock.

"God!" she cried softly, running her tongue over her lips. "She's going to walk right in on us!"

Jerry stuffed his cock swiftly into his pants, his face flushed. Marcy jumped to her feet, the crotch of her panties wet. She rushed to a mirror to check her hair and face. Her lips glistened and looked puffy, but there was nothing she could do about it now.

When she opened the door, Susan stood there.

"I thought you overslept!" the beautiful blonde woman said.

"We… I'm sorry, but…" Marcy stammered for an explanation, finding none.

"Hi, Susan," Jerry said, coming up behind his mother. Marcy glanced at the front of her son's pants quickly. "You're early."

"I know, honey," Susan said. "I thought we'd get started early. Your father didn't come home last night, and he's still gone."

Marcy noticed how lovely Susan looked. She was in a tight tank top and had on white, tight shorts. Her long, tanned thighs were perfect. Marcy envied Susan her body, not realizing her own was just as beautiful.

Jerry lifted the two small bags Marcy had packed the night before, between bouts of almost marathon fucking.

Watching him load the bags into the trunk of the car, Susan murmured, "That boy gets more handsome every day. You're very lucky to have him, Marcy. I hope to have a son just like him someday."

Marcy surprised herself by answering, "He's our son, Susan."

"Yes, he is," Susan whispered, watching Jerry lean against the trunk of the car.

Putting on a show, Jerry opened the driver's door, making a bow for his stepmother. Susan laughed with delight and slid under the wheel. Jerry then ran around and opened the passenger door, repeating his act. As Marcy slipped into the car, her pleated skirt rode past her knees. With her head turned away from Susan, she saw her son try to peek up between her thighs. She stuck her tongue out at him, sliding her legs into the car and smoothing, her skirt down.

Jerry managed to squeeze behind Marcy's seat and settled himself on into the rear. As Susan pulled away, Marcy was acutely aware of her wet panties. She had not had the opportunity to change them. She just knew her cuntlips were bruised, and that Susan could tell she had been sucking Jerry's cock. A slight flush moved over her face and she stared straight ahead, hands folded in her lap.

They drove in silence for some distance.

"Why is everyone so quiet?" Susan asked. "This is a fun time. Come you two, perk up!"

Susan began to sing, and she had a good voice. Soon Jerry was singing along with her, and Marcy began to feel more comfortable.

"Anyone ready for breakfast?" Susan asked about an hour later. "There's a good place just ahead!"

Jerry devoured his breakfast. Susan and Marcy ate lightly, and Marcy found herself very comfortable with the lovely girl who was her son's stepmother. Susan, she noticed, was careful with her language while Jerry was with them, but when Jerry went to the restroom, Susan leaned very close to Marcy and whispered, "That boy is going to break a lot of hearts when he's older."

Marcy smiled mysteriously.

They finished eating and climbed back into the car. The day had become hotter, and Susan flipped on the air conditioner. They began singing again, and Marcy heard Susan's songs getting a bit suggestive. Jerry giggled with pleasure at one of them, and Marcy felt herself blush. As she sang, Susan slapped her hand up and down on her thigh, keeping time.

"Come on, Marcy, sing with us!" Susan said, darting her hand to Marcy's thigh and squeezing it quickly. Jerry was leaning over between his mother and stepmother, and his hands rested on their shoulders, singing at the top of his voice.