Don Scott: Two wild mothers

"I… I used to dream about you," Blaine whispered, shoving his cockhead into Debra Jo's mouth until he felt the knob nudge the opening of her throat. When she drew a firm suction on his prickhead, her cheeks sucked inward. "I would look at all the magazine covers you did and jerk off. Dad never really told me much about you, but I would hear him bragging to his friends how he could make you do anything."

Debra Jo, her eyes glassy with the raw, burning lust she felt, moved her head slightly. She rolled it around on the pillow, allowing his mushroomed cockhead to slide against her cheeks, billowing out her face, and against the roof of her mouth. While she did this, her tongue was in constant motion, flicking and probing, rubbing and scraping his cockhead and shaft to make her son's prick even longer and harder. She wanted… needed his hot, spewing cum to splatter against her tongue and come gushing down her throat. She wanted to taste his creamy wad and let him know that, despite everything he had ever heard about her, she still loved him very much… and in ways she herself never dreamed possible.

"Mmmmrnm!" Debra Jo purred, her lips chewing tenderly on the ridge of Blaine's cockhead. She bared her teeth, biting slowly on the knob until she felt the inner core of bone-hard, steelish prickmeat.

"Yesssssss! You're fantastic!" Blaine said. He pulled back the skin on his prick, stretching the flesh around his knob even more tautly. He felt every move his mother's tongue made. Her mouth felt as hot as an oven, languidly massaging the tip of his rod.

Pulling his pricktip from the tight, sucking cavern of Debra Jo's mouth, Blaine moved his cock around, rubbing her cheeks with his cockhead. The blonde instinctively began chewing on the side of his prickshaft with her lips, and dragging her slick tongue over the tingling flesh.

"Yes, honey, do whatever you want," Debra Jo whispered, shoving her finger full length into her cunt. "I'll love anything you do to me. Fuck my face, Blaine! I love it when you fuck my face!"

The heat of her son's cockhead rubbing against her face sent excitement twitching throughout Debra Jo's curvaceous body. Her legs quivered in the sleeping bag, her thighs clamping around her beating hand as she finger-fucked herself. His apple-sized cockhead rolled over her cheekbone, and Debra Jo closed one eye, feeling the heat of his cock against her eyelid. When his prick moved higher still, pressing against her forehead, she felt his hot, hairy balls nudging her chin.

"Let me lick your balls, honey! Let me lick them so they'll give me what I need!"

"Yesssss!" Blaine hissed, continuing to stroke his massive prick. He leaned forward and watched as his beautiful, lusty mother worked his itching balls over with her tongue. She took turns sucking one ball into her mouth, then the other. When she was finished, his ball-sac was wet with her spit and cum was boiling inside her.

Leaning farther forward, Blaine put his hands on the floor of the tent, remaining in a push-up position as his jaw-stretching prick hung down toward Debra Jo's face. He waited until she had her mouth wantonly open, then punched his cockhead between her lips.

"Now I'm going to fuck your face," he said through gritted teeth, struggling to hold the cum in his balls as long as possible.

Debra Jo had both hands between her thighs now. She used the fingers of one hand to spread her cuntlips. Her other hand was bobbing furiously, reaming her fuckhole with two fingers. Capturing the head of Blaine's prick between her lips once more, she prepared herself for what she feared would be a less than tender face-fucking.

"Mmmm! Ummmmm! Ummmm!" she crooned, nipping at his throbbing cockhead as it jerked back and forth between her lips.

The gorgeous blonde was surprised at her son. His skill and control were beyond his years, and it was obvious that he had used his gigantic prick on many women in the past. Debra Jo tightened her lips around his cockhead. She salivated freely and whipped his prickhead with her tongue as the ridge slipped back and forth between her lips.

"Mmmmmm!" Debra Jo purred, oblivious to anything but her son's cock and her fiery clit. She was finger-fucking her cunt now like a demon, ramming two fingers hard and fast into her pussy and rubbing her clit with her thumb.

"Uhhhh! Suck it!" Blaine said in a choked whisper, pistoning his hips up and down. The hot, passionate sounds of his mother's mouth sucking hungrily on his cock added fuel to the fire in his balls that was already burning out of control. Thick drops of precum oozed out of Blaine's cockhead onto Debra Jo's pink, slithering tongue. She moaned, louder than before, sucking with feverish intensity. She knew his full wad wasn't far behind, and the horny blonde was determined to give her son the best blowjob he had ever had.

"I'm… going… to…" Blaine hissed. He leaned back, mashing Debra Jo's tits with his thighs again. Grabbing the pulsating shaft of his cock, he jacked his prick rapidly.

"Ummmmm! Mmmmmm!" Debra Jo mewled softly, tonguing his drooling pisshole. Her lips were pulled outward, wrapped around the shaft just behind his cockhead. She sucked hard on his engorged cock, tastihg the precum that dripped onto her tongue, but knowing that more jism would soon follow.

Blaine had stopped fucking his mother's face. His whole body trembled as he jacked his prick, holding his cockhead motionless in Debra Jo's mouth for her to chew and suck on.

"Awwwww! Suck me, suck me, suck me!"

The molten streams of jism seemed endless. Debra Jo was tonguing the slitted tip of Blaine's prick when the first jet splattered her tongue and back of her mouth. She crooned and swallowed the salty jism as more gushed into her mouth. Again, Debra Jo swallowed. But, to her extreme surprise, what followed was like one long stream of endless cum. Pungent, sticky cum pumped in torrents against her tongue, spraying over her pearly teeth and against her throat.

"Mmmmm!" she moaned, swallowing her fifth blast of fuck-cream.

Debra Jo had stopped finger-fucking herself. Her pleasure came from giving maximum pleasure to her son. If she could please him, give him more pleasure than he had ever known, then she would be pleased beyond words.

"Ug! Ug! Ug!" Blaine grunted, jerking more softly on his cock as the cum subsided. He worked a last drop of cream through his prick's long, rubbery tube, then withdrew his cockhead from Debra Jo's mouth.

His pricktip hovered over her mouth, a yellowish, sticky drop of jism forming at the tip, then dangling from it.

"Let me have it," Debra Jo whispered hungrily, opening her luscious mouth wide and sticking her tongue out, prepared to catch the cum. "Please, I want to drink all of you!"

Debra Jo waited, her eyes locked on the drop of jizz as it slowly pulled away from the head of Blaine's prick, dangling from a thin string of jism. When it finally separated from his cockhead, the delicious fuck-cream landed on her tongue, and she swallowed it with obvious joy.

"Mmmmmm!" she cooed, licking her lips. "You really had a load! I thought you were going to drown me for a second."

Blaine punched his cockhead back into the hot, creamy cavern of Debra Jo's mouth and watched the way her lips massaged his cockhead and shaft. When she had sucked his fuckpole clean, he rolled off her, falling onto his back and breathing heavily.

Debra Jo closed her eyes, enjoying the aftertaste of her son's jism in her mouth. Her tongue felt coated with cum, and her lips tingled from having been violated for so long, spread wide by such a magnificent, massive prick. When she finally opened her eyes, she saw Blaine lying naked on his sleeping bag.

Crawling quietly out of her sleeping bag, Debra Jo moved over to her son. She knelt, sitting on the backs of her heels. Her long hair flowed down her back, spreading out on the tent's floor. Her firm tits rose and fell with the rising excitement in her cunt. Her cherry nipples were nubs of tingling desire.