Kathy Andrews - Hot mom and sis

Kathy's pussy pulsated wildly as she listened to the wet sounds, the harsh gasps, coming from the room.

"Sharon! Ohhhh, golly, Sharon!" Jimmy gurgled. "You're gonna make me come! Do it harder, Sharon! Suck real hard!"

There was a sudden, choking yelp from Jimmy.

His cock burst, sending a geyser of thick come juice into his sister's mouth. Feeling it before she tasted, Sharon opened her eyes wide. She made a squealing sound as her mouth filled with her brother's come juice. Came juice dripped from her lips, running down his cock before she recovered from her surprise. Then she tasted it. A sob came from her as her small cunt suddenly went into convulsions of orgasm. She closed her lips as tight as she could about her brother's cock, swallowing as her mouth filled. The come juice burned into her throat, causing her body to tremble with ecstasy.

She didn't suck at his squirting cock. She simply held the swollen head between her ups and let him gush, her slender throat working. Her eyes were closed. If she had not been feeling such intense rapture, she would have sucked as he came.

When Jimmy's cock dribbled to a stop, she rested her face on his thighs, still clutching his cock with her lips, both of them breathing with loud, harsh gasps.

Kathy pulled her fingers away from her throbbing, burning cunt. She climbed quietly from the tub, and dripping water all over the floor, peeked around the bathroom door. She saw them as they lay, her son's cock still inside her daughter's mouth. She saw the come juice glisten on his cockshaft, white in the fluff of his cock hair.

Taking a towel, but hanging it over her shoulder instead of wrapping it around her wet nakedness, Kathy stepped into the room. She stood at the foot of the bed, looking down at them.

"Ohhhh!" Jimmy shouted, jerking from his sister as fast as he could, staring fearfully at his felt her brother yank his cock from her mouth and opened her eyes to protest, then she too, saw her mother standing there. With a gasp, she sat upright, wiping her fingers across her lips, scooting to the head of the bed and hugging her knees to her chest, watching warily. Kathy looked at her son's cock, the way his shorts were to one side, then she looked at Sharon. She saw the long thighs, then the naked cunt. It was a beautiful pussy-slit, young and almost hairless.

She began drying her wet body with the towel, her eyes moving from her son's cock to her daughter's cunt. Jimmy and Sharon were afraid to move, afraid to cover themselves up. They stared at their mother, both of them shaking, expecting anger, maybe a spanking.

Kathy kept a neutral expression on her face as she toweled herself. She writhed her ass, drawing the towel about it, then parted her thighs and dried her cunt. She lifted a foot to the bed, drying her leg, then the other. Both Sharon and Jimmy saw their mother's full tits, her nipples stiff, swaying tightly. They saw her hairy cunt, even her pink cunt lips through the dark curls. Pulling the towel to her tits, Kathy turned her back on them, drying her chest, shoulders and tits. She moved the cheeks of her ass gently, then tossed the towel to the floor.

When she leaned over to get into a suitcase, she kept her legs straight. Her cunt poached out as her ass cheeks parted. Sharon and Jimmy were too frightened to move, and lay where they were, staring at their mother's cunt and ass.

Kathy pulled a pair of jeans from the suitcase, turning back to look at them as she stepped into the pants. They were tight, hugging her long thighs and ass to perfection, drawing into her cunt, the lips outlined. She didn't take her eyes from them as she pulled on a man's shirt, tying it beneath her tits, rolling up the sleeves on her tanned arms.

Still keeping her face neutral, but with her green eyes shimmering, she stepped between the beds, and got into her shoes. She placed a hand on Sharon's shoulder, leaned down and kissed her forehead, sliding a hand across her tight, small tits. Sharon held her breath as her mother gave one of them a little squeeze. Then Kathy turned to her son, seeing his cock still glistening with come juice. She leaned over him, and Jimmy gasped as she kissed his cockhead, then ran her tongue into the come juice that sparkled in his sparse cock hair. Kathy pulled money from her purse, dropping it on the small table between the beds.

"Eat a good breakfast," she said, "and not junk. And be good. I'll be back this afternoon."

Kathy had not come in the tub, and her cunt was in a raging torment for Jack and his big cock. She hurried out of the door, heading toward his garage, where she was to meet him.

Inside the motel room, Sharon and Jimmy stared at each in disbelief.

"Mother don't care, Jimmy," she said, her voice low and filled with awe. "She squeezed my tit."

"Yeah, and she kissed my cock," Jimmy whispered.

"Golly!" Sharon gasped. "Yeah, golly," Jimmy replied.

"Do you think that means we can fuck when we wanna fuck, Jimmy?" Sharon asked. "We don't have to hide and sneak and be afraid no more?"

"I don't know, Sharon," Jimmy said. "Mom never done anything like that to me before."

"Me neither," Sharon said.

They were talking in whispers, as if afraid someone could hear them.

Sharon made the first move.

She stretched her foot out and rubbed her toes on her brother's cock and balls. Then she began giggling. "Mother don't care, Jimmy. We can fuck if we wanna – and she's not gonna be mad or spank us or anything."

"You think so?" Jimmy asked. Sharon nodded her head, her golden hair glinting. She jumped for him, and they began wrestling on the bed, laughing and tickling each other. They felt each other, playing gleefully. Sharon twisted and pulled at her brother's cock, and Jimmy poked at her sweet little cunt, pulling her perky nipples.

Then, breathing hard, Sharon jerked her gown over her head as Jimmy almost tore his shorts off.

Kathy met Jack at the garage. He had a "closed" sign hanging in a grimy window, but the door was open and she walked into the dim interior.

"Jack?" she called.

"Here, Kathy," he replied, standing up on the other side of her car.

Kathy ran to him and wrapped her arms about his lean, strong body hungrily. She kissed him with a thrusting tongue, rubbing her crotch against him.

"That's the way I like to be greeted," Jack grinned, grabbing the ass of her tight jeans.

Kathy squirmed. "You're getting grease on my pants," she said, laughing happily. "But who gives a damn?"

"Kathy, I lied to you," he said.

"Lied? About what?"

"Your car."

"You mean there's more to it than you thought?" she asked, not really caring at all.

"It's just a simple vapor lock," he said. "Once the engine cools off, the car will start right up. You don't need any parts at all."

"But, Jack, why did you say it would take awhile?"

"Well," he said, flushing slightly and running his hand through his hair, "I guess I just wanted you to hang around."

"Why?" she asked.

He told her about her dress blowing up, seeing her thighs and the color of her panties. He told her he had wanted to fuck her, but wasn't sure if it was possible until she staffed coming en to him. When he had finished, he turned from her. "I guess you'll be going on now. I'm sure sorry I lied, Kathy."

For a moment, Kathy stood still, looking at his back. She couldn't find any anger. The only thing that bothered her was the lack of money.

After paying the motel bill, she would barely have enough to finish the trip. On the other hand, this lay-over had been one hell of a revelation.

She slipped up behind him, wrapping her arms around his waist and pressing her face to his broad back. She moved her hands down the front of his pants, clasping his cock and, balls.