Paul Gable - Mom_s twin sins

"Oh don't cum!" Sheila whimpered pleadingly as she watched her son breathe heavily.

"I-I'm okay," the boy finally said, letting go of his jerking rod and smiling weakly at his mother.

"Oh God! We can't take this much longer, anyway," Sheila said as she stood up.

"Maybe not. But let's drag it out as long as we can. After Frank and his daughter get here, I won't be able to have you all to myself for a long time," the boy said as he took his mother's hand and led her out of the kitchen.

Each step was agony for Sheila. Her pussylips rubbed teasingly together, squeezing out more snatch juice from between her puffy labes as her swollen tits swayed from side to side.

"On the couch," Bobby said, pushing her down. Before she knew it, Bobby was between her legs, burying his face in her puffy muff. He started to pull her cuntlips apart with the thumbs and index fingers of both hands. Sheila moaned as she felt the cool air of the room blow into her hot cunt. At first it threatened to put out the fire in her twat. Then the sudden rush of wind blew the flames into a brushfire, making the blonde buck and heave her ass against the groaning cushions of the couch.

"Ahhhhh! Shiiiiiit! Shiiiiit!"

Sheila groaned, digging her head deep into the couch as she pushed her sweaty thighs against Bobby's probing head.

"Mmmmmmmmm," the boy moaned as he rubbed his nose in her cunt. The boy pushed forward constantly, burying his wriggling, thick tongue in her vibrating pussy. He slurped loudly and sloppily, mixing his spit with her hot snatch juice.

"Ohhh! Eat meeee! Ohhhhhh!" Sheila cried out, rolling from side to side as her long hair tangled itself across her mouth and nose.

"Ohhhh! Shiiiit! Fuck! Fuck!" the woman cried out wildly again.

Sheila could feel Bobby's muscular fingers sliding up the inner surfaces of her thighs. Every square inch of her hot skin seemed to spark with sexual electricity when the boy's hands slid up closer, closer to her sucking snatch.

"OHHHHH, STICK YOUR FINGER UP MY SNATCH! STICK THAT FINGER MY ASS!" she moaned.

"Both ends, huh?" the boy said, chuckling huskily as he moved his fingers closer to her snatch, then slid one of them farther back toward her shitter. Bobby toyed with the tufts of hair that grew near her asshole. Then he moved two fingertips into the cleft of her buttcheeks. Suddenly Sheila felt her mind blow apart as the boy jammed both fingers up her tight shit chute. She'd been fucked in the ass several times now. But she could never get used to the initial thrust. It felt like a bolt of lightning ripping every sensitive, tender membrane in her bowels.

"AIYEEEE! AIYEEEEE! OHHHHH NOOOOOO!" she screeched, throwing her ass high off the couch. But the screams weren't screams of protest. Sheila didn't want her son to yank his fingers out of her ass. She knew that in a few minutes she'd be begging him to jam his prick up her shitter.

"OHHHHH! OHHHHHH!" Sheila wailed, feeling the pain in her ass dying quickly away as Bobby continued to lap his tongue hard against her throbbing clit. Soon the throbs of pain turned to throbs of pleasure, matching in rhythm the spasms that were beginning to wash over her pussy.

"FUUUCCCCKKK MEEEEEE!" Sheila wailed as her body shuddered and thrashed.

Bobby took his fingers out of her asshole and slid them back to her cunt. He jammed them in and scraped them along the slippery cunt wall as he continued to nibble gently on her swollen, red clit.

Suddenly the boy pulled away.

"Come on, Mom. Let's fuck," he said quickly as he hunched up on the couch.

"Jesus Christ! I thought you'd never ask!" the woman said as she felt her cuntal walls tighten up in excitement at the mention of the word "fuck".

"Ohhhh! Ohhhhh!" she cried out again as Bobby suddenly dove at her tits, biting each of them in turn. He took the hard nipples one at a time, nibbling on them gently as he sucked them into his mouth. Then he let them go and lapped her swollen jugs with his tongue like a thirsty dog, trailing his tongue along the hot, hard surfaces of her jutting nipples.

Sheila thought she'd go crazy as he sucked and sucked at her tit-tips, almost drawing milk from her bouncing, sweaty boobs as his fingers slid down and poked at her clit again, rolling it back and forth. He massaged her tiny sputtering organ gently so that she felt her cunt muscles growing tighter and tighter. Her asshole tingled and her belly stiffened and heaved as her entire body screwed itself up for the cumming that was just around the corner.

"Fffffuuuccckkk meeee, Goddamn it!" Sheila cried out wildly.

"I'll fuck you, bitch!" Bobby growled like a crazed animal.

Sheila looked up at her son's flushed face and was frightened at what she saw. He looked like a stranger, his face contorted and reddened with lust. Bobby's eyes bulged from his head and were glazed over as he pushed her legs higher and wider apart, inching forward on the groaning couch until his hot prickhead jerked against her stretched outer cuntlips.

"Hurry! Hurry!" Sheila screamed as she hunched up as best she could and held her breath for the initial plunge of her son's mammoth cock.

"Ahhhhhhhh!" Bobby groaned as he squeezed his powerful asscheeks together and drove his prick forward.

Sheila moaned as she felt his enormous, hot cock part her cuntlips. It sank slowly and steadily down her pussy until she could feel every square inch of it with her wet walls. It poked, throbbed and searched its way along her twat. She felt wonderfully stretched and stuffed as she took another deep breath and tightened her cunt muscles around the boy's prick. Bobby pulled his dick back slightly, then hunched forward and drove his rod into her again.

"Ahhhh! Oh God, fuck me! Fuck meeeeee!" Sheila screamed hotly as she felt the trembling in her crotch grow more explosive with every forward cock-thrust.

"Mom! Mom! Mom!" Bobby hissed, closing his eyes and rolling his head uncontrollably from side to side as he slammed his hips forward in increasingly rapid blows. Sheila matched his attacks with thrusts of her own, screwing her steamy pussy into his hairy groin as the boy moaned, growled and grunted.

"Ohhhh, fuckin' Jeeesus, Fuck meeeeee!" Sheila screeched as she felt Bobby's prick swell up and press against the juice-slick sides of her rumbling pussy. The boy was about to fire his bubbling jizz into her snatch. Already Sheila could feel her clit pull up as far as it could go, then begin to beat wildly against her hot, puffy pussylips.

"N-nowwwwwwwww!" Bobby cried as he balanced on his left arm and reached between their grinding bodies. He found her clit with his index finger and began massaging it, rubbing her hairy mound with his thumb at the same time as his balls contracted, forcing the jizz into his jerking prick. "Hey, you fuckers! Wait up for me!" Sheila suddenly heard somebody shout from behind her. "Ohhh, don't stop! Noooooo!" the woman wailed as Bobby suddenly pulled his prick out of his mother's snatch and rolled off the couch. "What are you doing?" Sheila wailed as she tried to focus her glazed eyes on her son.

Bobby had clamped his hands tightly around his jerking prick again, this time barely stopping the jizz from blowing out of his piss-slit.

"So, you were going to have her all to yourself," John said.

"Hey, big brother," Bobby said, grinning sheepishly at him. "Sorry about that, but I just couldn't help it. Mom was standing there with her tits practically hanging out at me, and…"

"I was not!" Sheila cried. "That's not, fair, Bobby. I was mixing some cake batter when…"

"Who the fuck cares?" John asked as he slammed the door behind him and locked it. Sheila watched as he pulled off his T-shirt and started to unbutton his Levi's. "I'm just glad I got home before baby brother here finished you off."