Kathy Andrews - A ball with mother

Bob looked at his sister's naked ass when Sally leaned over on her hands. His cock was ready to burst, and Marla noticed it.

"Oh, Bob, ram that cock up your sister's cunt before you come!"

Then Marla had a thought.

"You can come, can't you?"

Bob nodded his head, his tongue pushing between his lips as his eyes became glazed with passion. Sally was on her hands and knees, waggling her cute ass with lewd invitation.

"Mother said you can!" Sally yelped hotly. "Come on, Bob! Stick it to me! Hurry up and fuck me! Mother said you could!"

Bob knelt behind his sister's shivering ass. He held his cock tightly at the base, staring at the cunt between his sister's slender thighs.

Marla couldn't sit there, couldn't be still. She slipped to the floor and crawled toward them, her eyes glazed with passion. She sat on her heels near them.

"Let me!" she hissed, taking hold of her son's cock with, one hand. Her other hand moved to her daughter's cunt, spreading her pink pussy-lips with two fingers. "Let Mother help put your cock in her pussy."

She pulled her son's cock forward, and made a hissing sound as she saw the swollen head of her son's cock enter her daughter's cunt.

Bob gasped with the wet heat closing about his cock.

Sally squealed as she felt her cunt part and stretch, feeling the head of her brother's cock sliding into her slippery, tight cunt.

"Ohhh, beautiful!" Marla whispered, her eyes staring at Bob's cock and her daughter's accepting cunt. "Shove it in her, Bob! Ohh, Sally, Bob is going to fuck you! He's going to fuck your pretty cunt!"

"Hurry, Bob!" Sally gurgled, swinging her naked ass about. "Ohhhh, yes, hurry and shove it in me! Ooooh, I like it! It feels so big in me… I like it better than my fingers!"

Marla pulled her hands from them, placing her palms on the cheeks of her son's naked ass. She leaned in close, watching his cock slide into her daughter's cunt. Her other hand moved beneath Sally's body, cupping one of her tits, squeezing it. Her own cunt was throbbing, her panties feeling tighter than ever, now creeping back into her pussy-slit. She pushed on her son's ass with her hand.

"Fuck her, Bob!" she groaned. "Ohhhh, fuck that sweet cunt! Fuck it hard, Bob! Sally loves it! Your sister loves that hard cock up her hot cunt, don't you, Sally? Don't you love your brother's cock in your cunt?"

"Yes!" Sally screeched, feeling her brother's cock deep inside her, feeling the hard throbbing of it. "I love it, Mother! Fuck me, Bob! Ohhhh, fuck me good!"

Bob lunged his cock back and forth, biting his tongue as he gasped in ecstasy. Marla listened to the wet sounds of her son's cock going in and out of her daughter's cunt. She slipped her hand down his ass, shoving it between his thighs. She grabbed his swinging balls, clutching them tightly, twisting and pulling. Her other hand shoved underneath Sally's sweater, and she began to squeeze her naked tits, pulling and twisting at her daughter's stiff nipple.

"Oh, it's so beautiful," she moaned. "Fuck her, Bob! Ohhhh, that's so beautiful, seeing your cock in your sister's cunt!"

She ran her hand feverishly about her daughter's tits, puffing them from her sweater and puffing Sally's skirt up onto her back. She fondled her daughter's belly, then moved her fingers down to her boiling cunt. She rubbed Sally's swollen clit, feeling her son's cock pounding back and forth violently. She felt how full her son's balls were in her hot hand. With a hissing sound, Marla leaned forward and kissed her daughter's humping ass, rubbing at Sally's distended clit with a firm finger.

Sally was sobbing with ecstasy as her brother rammed his cock in and out of her cunt, going deep. She arched her ass to him with wanton excitement, lowering her head and shoulders to the floor.

"That's it, Sally!" Marla cried out, shoving her hand back to her daughter's tit. "Shove that pretty ass back! Shake your hot ass, Sally! Ohhh, Bob, shove your hard cock up her cunt! Fuck the piss out of your sister's hot, wet cunt! Oooooh, Sally, you have such hard tits! They're wonderful titties, baby!"

Clutching her son's balls, Marla licked her tongue about her daughter's creamy, shivering hips, running it down to her thigh, then back up again. She licked over one cheek of Sally's hot ass, swirling her tongue wetly. She inhaled the exciting scent of her daughter's wet, hot cunt and her son's hard cock. Her cunt was steaming and she was becoming drenched in the crotch of her panties. Her own clit was protruding with hardness.

Bob was grunting as he thrust his cock back and forth, feeling his sister's cunt grip him with wet heat. The way his mother was pulling and twisting his balls wasn't helping his control any.

Marla, drawing her face back, found she could see her son's cock plunging into Sally's cunt. She could see the tight way those sugary pussy-lips clung to his hard prick. She breathed hard, her pointed tits swelling inside her blouse. "Ohh, Bob!" she wailed.

She grabbed his hand, pulling it from his sister's gyrating hip. She curled her son's fingers around one of her tits. Bob gasped as he felt his hand filled by his mother's rounded tit, and looked at her.

"Ohhhh, feel it, honey! Feel Mother's tit, but keep fucking your sister!"

Bob, intensely excited, began to squeeze at his mother's tit, feeling it through her blouse, lunging his hips back and forth, ramming his cock into his sister's clutching cunt faster and faster.

"Ohhhh, make her come, Bob!" Marla yelped throatily. "Make your sister come! Ohhh, fuck her, fuck her, fuck her!"

"Oh Mother, he is!" Sally screamed, ramming her saucy ass back hard. "He is going to make me come!"

"Ohhh!" Bob grunted, his body going stiff.

"Come!" Marla hissed hotly. "Both of you, come! Squirt it to her hot cunt, Bob! Come in her hot, sweet cunt! Oooh, Sally, come for your brother!"

"I am!" Sally screamed. "I am coming! Ohhhh, my pussy is on fire, Mother! I'm coming so hard!"

"Pour it in her, Bob!" Marla hissed, pulling at his balls.

Marla felt her pussy quiver, then there was a contraction as she too, went into orgasm.

When Marla got up the next morning, she was greeted by shy looks from Sally and Bob.

She had not dressed, but had simply pulled a robe on. She set the coffee to perking and then turned toward her son and daughter. They had finished breakfast, with their empty cereal bowls still on the table. Leaning on the sink, she examined their faces. Sally glanced at her from lowered eyes, a faint flush on her pretty face. Bob held his head down, not looking at her.

"Why the sour faces?" Marla asked. "Surely you two aren't all that shy? I've never seen you this way before."

Sally, her face flushed, giggled and glanced at her brother. Bob was trying to keep from grinning.

"Okay, what is it?" Marla asked. "Nothing, Mother," Sally said. "We just didn't know how you'd feel this morning. About last night, I mean."

"Oh, about you getting fucked by Bob?" Marla asked, bluntly. "What should I feel this morning?"

"Well, we didn't know if you'd still feel the same."

"Why shouldn't I, honey?"

"Oh, I don't know, Mother," Sally said. "Maybe embarrassed or something."

"Are you embarrassed, Sally?" Sally shook her head.

"Bob?" Bob too, shook his head.

"Then why should I be embarrassed?" Marla said. "After all, it was you that got fucked, Sally, not me."

"But you sure wanted to, Mother!" Sally said, letting her giggles go. "I could tell. You wanted to get fucked, too."

"Well, perhaps," Marla replied, turning to pour the coffee.

"Why didn't you, Mother?" Sally asked. "Bob would have done it. Wouldn't you, Bob?"

Bob looked up at his mother shyly and nodded his head.

Marla set her cup down on the sink and looked at her son. "Would you have, darling? Would you really have fucked me, your mother?"