Kathy Andrews - Flasher mom

Deliberately, Karen peeked at Cathy's thighs and the crotch of her panties, not trying to hide her hunger. Cathy had stopped talking and was gazing openly at the fuzzy cunt of this older and very beautiful woman.

It was time, Karen told herself.

Karen rose to her knees and walked on them toward the girl. Cathy was breathing hard, watching Karen. There was no fear in those young eyes, just intense heat and excitement.

"You're very lovely," Karen whispered softly, placing her hands on the girl's knees. Slowly, Karen ran her hands up under Cathy's dress, feeling the smooth sweetness of those thighs. Cathy didn't try to stop her. The little girl sat shivering with excitement and watched Karen with increasingly hot eyes. "Your skin feels so smooth, just like satin."

Karen moved her hands up until her fingers touched the tight panties. She felt Cathy shaking, but it was because of the pleasure running through her and not from fear. Karen stroked her fingers about the panties, then pulled Cathy's hips to the edge of the couch. When Karen shoved the girl's dress up, Cathy only mewled softly. When Karen spread those slim thighs, Cathy began to whimper.

Karen was staring at the tight crotch of the white panties now. There was a bit of moisture there, telling her that Cathy was more than excited – her little cunt was bubbling with heat, seeping sugary fuck juices. Karen slowly ran her fingers up and down the tight panties, pressing inward on that lovely little girl's pussy slit.

Cathy moaned with ecstasy, spreading her legs wider, arching her cunt against Karen's fingers.

"You're so hot, darling," Karen whispered, her voice low and husky with erotic emotion. "I can feel the heat of your sweet little pussy."

"Ohhh, I know!" Cathy mewled, twisting her little ass. "I don't know why, but I need… I want… oh, please, do something! I feel like I'm burning up down there!"

"I'll do something, honey," Karen promised. "I'll make your hot little cunt feel so very good."

Karen dipped her face, kissing Cathy's shaking thighs, running her tongue along the exciting softness between them. Cathy's inner thighs felt like velvet on her tongue, and, when she licked up to the crotch of those tight panties, her hands moved to cup the small cheeks of Cathy's ass. Karen lapped the flat surface of her tongue up and down the moist crotch of those panties, then hooked a finger into the crotch and pulled the crotch aside. Karen gazed hungrily at the pink, puffy cunt, seeing a few hairs sprouting there. The girl's tiny clit poked from the glistening folds of flesh.

"My God, honey," Karen breathed. "It's so beautiful, and looks as sweet as candy. You have a lovely little cunt, and I've just got to kiss it!"

"Please, Mrs. Morgan! Do it!"

"Let's take your panties off first," Karen said with heavy desire. She pulled the willing girl's panties down and off, and filled her hot eyes with the beauty of that succulent cunt. She imagined her son's cock fucking it, and wished he would hurry and come home.

But not yet – it wasn't time.

Lowering her face, Karen pressed her lips to that sugary cunt, kissing Cathy's pussy the way she would a mouth. The wet heat of Cathy's cunt overwhelmed her senses, and, with a wild, greedy growl, she began to suck and lick in frenzy. She smeared her mouth and tongue all about Cathy's crotch, finding the taste of this young, almost-hairless cunt very sweet. She sucked on Cathy's tiny clit, flipping the tip of her tongue over it, making the girl squeal and squirm and twist into her face. Karen pressed Cathy's creamy young thighs tightly about her face, groaning with ecstasy. Her lips closed about the cunt, sucking. Then Karen slid her tongue into the tight heat of Cathy's pussy, able to taste the fuck juices better this way. When Karen's tongue started fucking in and out, Cathy squealed and humped her cunt tightly into Karen's mouth, now holding the back of Karen's head.

"You like this?" Karen said in a muffled voice, not wanting to pull her mouth far from the sugary-tasting cunt.

"Ooooo, yes, Mrs. Morgan! Do it some more!"

Karen's tongue fucked in and out, fucking fast. The heat and tightness and wetness of Cathy's cunt were making Karen's mind reel. Karen had enjoyed tongue-fucks many times, from men and women, but eating this sweet cunt was as good as sucking on her son's cock. She drew Cathy's hips tightly into her face, her tongue licking up and down, sometimes probing the sweetness of Cathy's tiny asshole. When Karen's tongue brushed about Cathy's asshole, the girl squealed loudly, grinding her ass against Karen's tongue. Karen was finding out all her suspicions were right. Cathy was an erotic little creature and, once ignited, would do anything another person wanted of her.

Involved as Karen was at licking and fucking Cathy's sweet cunt, she failed to hear her son come in the door. But Cathy not only heard, but saw Tommy.

"Oh!" the girl exclaimed, and she began pushing at Karen's head. "Stop, Mrs. Morgan! Tommy's home! Ohh, he's seen us!"

Karen turned her head around, keeping between Cathy's thighs. She held those hot thighs tightly to prevent Cathy from taking her cunt away.

"Don't worry about him," Karen laughed. "But we can't let him… oh, this is embarrassing!" Cathy, unable to shove Karen's face away from her cunt, covered her face with both hands, peeking between her fingers at Tommy.

Tommy grinned from ear to ear, coming toward them. His cock was straining inside his pants. Cathy saw Tommy's hard-on and, since Karen was kissing her cunt again, she could not fight the erotic hungers of her young, small body.

Karen turned her face sideways, pressing her cheek into the heat of Cathy's cunt.

"Tommy, pull my skirt up."

But Tommy was already sliding his mother's skirt up over her naked ass. Cathy looked from Tommy to Karen, wondering, then understanding. She giggled. "I thought so," she said.

"Thought what?" Tommy asked, sliding his pants downward letting his cock out.

"At the pool, when we saw Mrs. Mor… your mother," Cathy said. "You know, all wet and everything."

"You knew my son and I were fucking?" Karen asked.

"I thought so," Cathy said. "You didn't care what we saw, and we saw it all through your shorts."

"Do you disapprove?" Karen asked, kissing Cathy's wet cunt again.

"I don't care!" Cathy yelped, slamming her cunt into Karen's face. "I don't care… I don't care! I like this!"

Tommy was climbing onto the couch next to Cathy, his cock swollen in his fist. Cathy was looking at his prick with huge eyes, her tongue licking over her lips. She knew what Tommy was going to do.

"I'd better not… I've never done…" Cathy glanced dawn at Karen, who was plunging her tongue into her cunt again. "Do I have to, Mrs. Morgan?"

"You gotta!" Tommy replied for his mother. "I wanna feel my cock in your mouth, Cathy. Come on, suck it! Suck my cock, just for a little!"

Karen was tongue-fucking Cathy wickedly, listening to them; her own cunt was boiling. She was looking up at her son as he shoved his cock toward Cathy's face.

Cathy was looking at Tommy's cock as if his prick, were something alien, her eyes enormous. But she was licking her lips, too, and the way she had done it, Karen knew Tommy wouldn't have to press the issue very hard.

"Don't come in my mouth, Tommy," Cathy pleaded, feeling the head of his cock brushing at her lips. "You can stick it in my mouth if you want, but don't come in it."

Karen gazed up at the girl as her son pressed the swollen head of his cock between Cathy's lips, her own tongue thrusting frantically at the boiling sweetness of the almost-hairless cunt. She watched Cathy's small mouth being filled by her son's cock, her lips stretching around the head of his prick. Cathy swung her cunt harshly into Karen's mouth, making whimpering sounds as she started sucking with frenzy on Tommy's cock. With her hand on the back of Karen's head, Cathy moved her other hand between Tommy's thighs, cupping his ass and pulling him forward, trying to take more of his hard cock into her small mouth.