Kathy Andrews - Mom_s loving ways

The hot piss gushing into her mouth created a surprisingly delicious sensation in her mind and body. She almost strangled on his piss as her cunt went into convulsions. She was coming as hard as before. She opened her mouth until her jaw ached, letting her son piss into it, and her hips shot up as she came, her hands flying to her cunt, pressing her hair-lined pussy lips together.

Robert's cock dripped. Denise watched his piss hole with glassy eyes, running her tongue over her piss-wet lips. Robert still stood between her legs, shaking his cock.

Denise sat up, staring at her son's cock as if seeing it for the first time. Then, with a yelp, she threw her arms around his hips, clutching the cheeks of his ass. She sucked his cock into her mouth and sucked him frantically, his cock growing in her mouth. Denise sucked wantonly, devouring her son's cock, her body drenched in his piss. At this moment she would have done anything, let her son use her for anything, eagerly wallowed in whatever he wanted to do with her body.

She sucked his cock with more hunger and greed than ever before, taking it into her throat, feeling his balls on her chin, her lips and nose pressed hard into the wiry hair at the base of his cock. She sucked hungrily. She clawed at his ass, spreading the cheeks, closing them together. She pressed a fingertip to his asshole, feeling it tight and hot. She shoved her finger into his asshole, bringing a yelp from her son, but also making him ram his cock deeply into her throat.

Robert held the back of her head with both hands, jerking her face against his crotch, his asshole closing on her thrusting finger. Denise plunged her finger in and out of her son's asshole, finger fucking it furiously. She was sucking so fast on his cock that her lips came free. When her son tried to ram his cock back in, he missed and his prick slid up her cheek, his balls slapping her lips. Immediately Denise closed her lips around his balls and sucked them hard.

"Mom, watch out!"

The gushing spurts of his come juice spattered her face. Releasing his balls, she gripped his cock and jerked it in frenzy. The boiling come juice splashing on her face sent her cunt into convulsions once more. His piss still on her body, and now her face was smeared with the thick, hot juice frown his balls. She jacked his spewing cock with a tight fist, her finger driving in and out of his asshole swiftly.

Even when her son stopped coming, Denise continued pumping his cock, smearing the head against her come-wet face. She drew his cock into her mouth again, sucking the come from it, then sprawling back tiredly.

She slumped on the couch, legs wide apart; cunt glistening with piss, face covered with come juice. Robert stepping to one side.

It was the first thing Cindy saw when she came through the door.

Denise saw her daughter. She sat bolt upright, trying to cover her tits and cross her legs.

But Cindy had seen enough; Denise was too late.

She was still wearing her cheerleading costume, and she gave a leap and a yelp, then she skipped quickly toward her mother and brother. Giggling, Cindy began to lick her mother's face.

Denise attempted to push Cindy away, but Cindy clung to her, her tongue licking at the come juice, moving from cheek to cheek, then over her mother's lips. When Cindy shoved her tongue into her mouth, Denise slumped again, unable to struggle against her young daughter. She lay still, feeling Cindy's tongue licking at her chin, then to her piss-wet tits.

Cindy mewled excitedly as she sucked first one piss-wet nipple, then the other; her hot little hand sliding past her mother's stomach, hips and thighs. Denise could do nothing when she felt her daughter's hot lips and wet tongue going down her stomach, lapping up the piss. She was aware, but only vaguely, of her son parting her legs, spreading them for his sister. She watched with glassy eyes as her daughter ran her lips into her piss-drenched cunt hair, sucking at the strands. Cindy had gone to her knees and she started licking at her thighs, working her lovely young face up to her cunt.

"Cindy…" Denise moaned. "Cindy, please!"

Cindy's eyes sparkled, but she didn't reply. She ran her tongue along each inner thigh, swirling it into the wet piss, then suddenly she jammed her young face into her mother's cunt, her tongue licking swiftly.

Denise was only vaguely aware that her son was watching Cindy suck and lick her cunt. At the moment, it would not have mattered anyway. Denise was experiencing orgasm after orgasm, coming more than she had ever come in her entire life.

Exhausted from the amazing orgasms, Denise fell asleep on the couch.

Robert and Cindy gazed at their mother, holding hands tightly. Robert, still naked, was grinning. Cindy still wore her costume, and she was grinning as widely as her brother was.

"It worked; I guess," Cindy said. "Better than we thought," her brother replied, then he detailed everything he and his mother had done during the day.

"Then Kathy was right," Cindy said when her brother finished. "Everything she told us was true."

"Except pissing," Robert said. "I don't think Kathy knew about that. Shit, neither did Mom, come to think of it. It was her first time, Cindy."

"And she loved it, I bet."

"Did she!"

Cindy turned and wrapped her arms around her brother's waist, hugging him tightly, smashing her perky tits against him. She crushed her hips forward, rubbing her pussy on his thigh.

"I guess you're sort of fucked out, then?" she asked, her eyes glittering up at him. "I mean, you don't have a hard-on for me, do you?"

"It will take a while," he confessed, holding his sister's shoulders, "but I might – just might – have one more in me."

"I can make your cock hard." Cindy giggled, grabbing his prick. "I've never failed yet, have I?"

Cindy stroked his cock, reaching down to lift and squeeze her brother's balls. Robert moved his hands down and cupped her ass, feeling the tight, arching swell of the cheeks. His lips met hers, and they kissed hotly, Cindy sucking at his tongue greedily, rubbing her cunt against his thigh.

"Wanna use my roam, Robert?" Cindy whispered softly, pulling at his cock.

"There's no need for that now, Cindy," he replied, lifting her short cheerleader skirt and pulling her tights into the crack of her ass, feeling the creamy smoothness. "We can fuck right here."

"Mother might wake up," she said, glancing at the composed face of her lovely mother.

"It won't matter if she does," Robert said. "What can Mom say now?"

"You're right." Cindy giggled. "You wanna take this off me or shall I?"

"You know I like to watch."

Cindy stepped back a bit, her eyes lowered as if she were shy. She removed her school sweater first, and her succulent tits came into view. They were small, but perfectly shaped with hard pink nipples already standing up. For a moment she stood with her arms above her head, becoming excited as she always did when she undressed in front of her brother. She removed her pleated skirt, watching his cock closely. Her tights were last, then she kicked off her tennis shoes and socks. The hair at her cunt was filling out, becoming thicker, like her mother's.

Posing in the traditional calendar-girl pose, Cindy kept watching his cock. She cupped her sweet tits gently, then slid her hands along her waist to her hips, swaying sensuously for him.

Cindy pouted cutely. "Robert, you're not getting hard for me. Maybe Mother did fuck you out."

"You can make my cock hard, Cindy," he said. "You know how to do it."

She gave him a wicked grin. "It's a good thing I like that cock in my mouth."

She went to her knees in front of her brother, stroking his cock in one hand, his balls in the other. She leaned close, lifting his cock and kissing the tip.