Paul Gable - Mom_s twin sins

"Right now, that's about all I can think of," Bobby said, looking hotly at her.

Sheila watched as he passed fast, hot glances down her body. He took in the sight of her huge tits moving softly in her sweater. The blonde's long, hard nipples poked hard against the tight-fitting material as Bobby's eyes darted to her feet, up to her thighs, then to her waist and back up to her heaving jugs.

"You'd better get dressed," Sheila finally managed to say, swallowing hard and turning around. But everything was beginning to swim around her. She felt the world exploding as she heard Bobby running up to her. He grabbed her tightly around the waist, spinning her around quickly and making her drop the mixing bowl to the kitchen floor.

"Ohhhh! Look what you've done!" Sheila said, looking down at the overturned bowl and the big brown mass that was beginning to ooze out from under it.

"Who gives a fuck?" Bobby asked huskily as he pressed his mouth against his mother's. He pushed her lips apart with his thick tongue, forcing it to the back of her mouth.

"Ohhhhh, yesssss!" Sheila hissed ecstatically as Bobby kissed her passionately. He twisted his fingers in her long blonde hair, holding her tightly, then kissing her more roughly.

Sheila felt herself swimming with lust. It was her old sexual craving that was taking over her mind again. She felt her cunt spasm and ache. It was screaming for a satisfaction she knew Bobby could give her a hundred times over. She felt his hands reach up and cup her tits again. They grabbed and pulled and tugged them forward, then up, then down in a slow milking action.

Bobby pulled his mouth away, then plunged his tongue in her ear, digging into Sheila's canal and nibbling on her earlobe as he grappled with her big tits. Sheila could feel the hot snatch juice soaking through her tiny pink-flowered silk panties. Her pussy was glowing now.

"Ohhhh, fuck, mom!" Bobby groaned as Sheila's hand slid over to her son's leg.

She kept her palm flat on top of his thigh, then moved it up a little to his bulging fly. Sheila smiled as she felt the big, thick, hot bulge pushing against the tight denim. Bobby groaned as she rubbed the cloth-imprisoned prick, feeling it throb at her light touch.

"Gonna fuck you, mom!" Bobby groaned softly as he moved his hands around her sides to her back. She felt him begin to unbutton her sweater. As the last button flew through its opening, Sheila gasped as she felt Bobby's hand slide over her hot skin.

"Oh, Bobby," the woman crooned as her son moved his hands back to her hot tits.

"Get out of those clothes," Bobby hissed as he ripped the sweater off his mother's shoulders.

Sheila staggered back, reaching over to the counter for support. Her legs were buckling from under her with sexual excitement as she watched the bulge in her son's crotch grow larger with each passing second.

"Wait," she said, wriggling desperately out of her skirt, then stepping out of her juice-soaked panties. Before she knew what was happening, Sheila felt Bobby's hands slip around her firm asscheeks. She felt the hot aching of her cunt suddenly satisfied by the bursting shot of pleasure that her son's mouth gave it.

Bobby had dropped to his knees and held onto her butt, sliding his tongue up and down the surface of her outer labes. The boy moistened and soaked the walls of her inner cunt now, tugging at her swollen twatlips until they hung open invitingly. He searched hungrily up the throat of her twat, taking his tongue out and jabbing it back up again with a speed and intensity that amazed and pleased the woman.

"Ahhhhh,shiiitt! Fuck, Fuck! Suck that pussy! Wawwwhhhhh! Ohhhh, Jeeeeesus!" Sheila wailed as she swayed dangerously back and forth, reeling from the growing lust that was incinerating her pussy. She began to feel the contractions stirring in her belly, in her trembling knees, and inside the dark, hungry tunnel of her flaming twat.

"I'm gonna cum!" Sheila wailed desperately. She was going to cum standing up, and only a few seconds after Bobby had jammed his tongue in her cunt. Even for Sheila that was a record. They boy hadn't even taken off his shirt, and there she was, screeching out that she was blowing her load!

"Ohhh, shiiiitt!" Sheila cried out, clenching her teeth tightly together as she bucked hard against Bobby's chewing mouth. She felt those familiar twitches start. They began somewhere in her gut, then fluttered to her pussy and asshole as she threw her head from side to side. The woman pushed with her asscheeks toward Bobby's chin, bucking slightly with the help of her son's hands as they held her ass tightly. "Noooo! Noooooo!"

Bobby pulled his tongue out suddenly, leaving Sheila teetering on the brink of coming. She thought her brain would explode as she rocked back and forth, her body shuddering and jerking like an engine with a thrown piston!

"Not yet, Mom. I don't want you to cum like that," the boy moaned as he staggered to his feet.

Sheila raised her hand and wiped the sweat that flowed freely from her neck. She leaned against the counter for support, watching Bobby pull his clothes off his muscular body. Sheila moaned when she saw his cock fly free of his shorts and jerk in the air. The cockhead had grown purple with hot blood, and drops of cum were bubbling out of his large piss-hole. Bobby stepped out of his jeans, then reached down and rubbed his palm around the tip of his prick. He ran it down the cockshaft next, slowly twisting and lubricating the taut skin with his fingers. Sheila licked her lips. She wanted to take her son's cock and balls in her mouth.

"Suck me off, Mom," Bobby said, seeming to guess what Sheila had in mind.

Sheila didn't need another invitation. She pushed herself off the counter and ran forward, dropping to her knees in front of the boy.

"Suck my balls, Mom," Bobby groaned, closing his eyes and leaning toward his kneeling mother.

Sheila looked up at her reeling son, then closed her eyes and opened her mouth, moving her head under Bobby's swaying balls, then up until she felt his hot, leathery ball-skin bump against her parted lips.

"Ummmmm!" the boy moaned as she held his balls in her mouth.

Sheila moved her tongue around a little, keeping his balls wet and warm. She heard her son let out a groan of delight. Then Sheila sucked as hard as she could, feeling the balls and skin drawn to the back of her throat. She heard Bobby whimper for more.

"Fuck! Fuck! Ffffuuuucccckkkk!" the boy cried out, reaching down and digging his powerful fingertips hard against Sheila's skull until the blonde thought he'd crush her head. Sheila continued to play with her son's balls as she felt her snatch fire up hotter and hotter. The woman thought she smelled her pussy hairs burning up with sexual heat as her nipples twitched and spasmed frantically. She didn't know how much longer she could go on like this without something big and hot in her snatch.

"M-m-more!" Bobby wailed, pulling at Sheila's hair until she thought he'd snatch her bald.

"Mgggffff!" the woman mumbled, reaching up to grab her son's cock. Sheila heard him suddenly cry out with a deep gurgle in his throat as she took some drops of cum between her fingers and greased down the hot length of his bobbing prickshaft.

"Ahhhhh!" the boy cried out, pulling away from his mother and grabbing his jerking prick. Sheila watched in fascination as it jumped and twisted between her son's tightly clamping fingers.

"Fuck, I'm cumming!" Bobby cried out as he threw back his head and opened his mouth in ecstasy.

"Nooooo!" the woman wailed, rushing forward and pressing her palm against the expanding piss-hole. She couldn't let Bobby blow his load with her snatch all fired up and ready to go.

"I-I th-think I-I c-can stop it!" Bobby grunted as he closed his eyes and flushed deep red with the effort he was making.