Robert Vickers - Her lover son

"Are you an undercover cop or something? What's with all these questions about Willie? The first thing he told me was to keep my lip buttoned tight. Otherwise, it might get closed permanently for me by someone I don't much like."

Larry studied his mother. She didn't give a damn about the jewelry or anything. She was just interested in Willie. And maybe the life he led. Larry became more and more certain about that. His mother was getting off on the adventure of knowing a guy whose style of living was not quite legal. The danger element in their relationship excited her almost as much as Willie's big cock did. "I suppose I can find out when Willie gets back. Might even be back now for all I know. I don't meddle in his business."

Joleen seemed relieved. "I'd really appreciate it if you would find out when he'll be back. I'd… I'd like to see him again." Her lust was not well concealed.

Larry's black eyes narrowed. A cunning look entered them, making them gleam with evil intent. He settled back in his chair with crossed arms and propped his feet up on the kitchen table.

"Of course, if it isn't worth my time to find him…" He let his words trail off.

Joleen looked surprised. "I thought you saw him all the time. That you two were business partners or something…"

"Well, yeah, you might say that."

"Then you'll know where he is. When he'll be back!" Joleen was becoming frantic.

"Yeah." Larry was enjoying this. Watching his mother squirm was a lot more fun than he had imagined.

Joleen suddenly realized what was happening. She also knew that Larry had figured out that there wasn't anything free in the world. That everything had a price. For the information she wanted, there had to be a price.

She asked him, "What do you want for his address?"

Larry smiled broadly and said, "I thought you'd never ask, Mother dear. Willie's got this really neat five-carat diamond pendant. He's going to get it reset. Katherine saw it and really dug it, you know? And I'd sure like to give that to her."

Larry waited to see how his mother was taking this. She seemed to sense what was coming.

"Yeah, Katherine really liked that little diamond trinket. But I'm sort of low on bread right now. I bet Willie'd give it to you if you asked him real nice. I find out where Willie is, you get the pendant and pay me off for the info. A deal?" Larry crossed his feet on the table and watched his mother's reaction.

She thought about it. Hard. Her own son was extorting something out of her. She knew what she'd have to do to get the pendant from the fence. That didn't bother her since she wanted him to fuck her. The idea of acting as a prostitute for her own son didn't set too well, though.

Then an idea hit her. If Larry could get the diamond from her, she could pull the same routine on him.

"It sounds all right. A couple things bother me about this, though."

"Such as?" Larry was obviously enjoying this cat and mouse game.

"What's to keep me from never coughing up the diamond? Or what if Willie won't give it to me or hasn't got it any more?"

"Those are the breaks of the game. Just get whatever you can, and I'll be satisfied. And I'll make sure that Katherine is, too."

"Fair enough. But I don't like the idea of you using me. You're going to have to put up some show of interest to get me to do it."

Larry dropped his feet to the floor. His brows furrowed as he wondered what was coming off. He hadn't expected Joleen to agree so easily. Neither had he expected her to come back with some blackmail of her own.

"What do you want?"

"My poor little pussy needs feeding."

Larry began to smile again. This he could get into without any problem.

"That's a shame. I really hate to see poor little animals go without proper care, you know?"

Joleen put her feet up on the table. Her skirt hung down around her legs. Then she spread her thighs wide and began to pull up her skirt. Revealed was her greedy snatch. It glistened with cunt juice and seemed to cry for attention.

Larry was more than happy to give it all the attention it deserved. His mouth began to water at the thought of fucking Joleen. His mother was such a hot one.

Larry stood and started to unzip his jeans when Joleen stopped him.

"Keep it inside, Larry. I don't want your prick up my cunt. I want your tongue wiggling around inside me."

His mouth had been watering. And he certainly wasn't one to turn down such an obviously offered piece of fur pie. Larry dived under the table, crawled on hands and knees to Joleen's chair, then surfaced.

His face was level with her cunt. The odor of her cunt was unmistakable. She had gotten turned on just talking about him eating her out.

He'd show his mother just how great his tongue was. He'd really make her twitch and jerk and beg for more. Larry knew that before he was done with his mouth on her cunt, Joleen would be screaming for his long, hard cock.

The black-furred triangle pointed straight down to her cuntal mouth. Without a second's hesitation, Larry leaped into the breach. His tongue found cuntlips and licked along them. The tangy, salty taste of cunt juice was strong. It aroused him and made his cock stiffen and strain against his jeans.

Without his mother noticing, Larry freed his prick. It was too damn painful leaving it inside his pants.

Larry placed his hands on Joleen's thighs and pushed his face into her pussy. His tongue leaped out to trap any stray drop of cunt juice he could find. As soon as the pussylips were licked clean, his tongue pushed them aside. A new flood of juice gushed out from the steaming cunt. Larry quickly lapped up this added bonus as his tongue thrust up into his mother's cunt.

The boy's tongue was surrounded by the hot liquid and the quivering walls of his mother's cunt. He kissed her pussylips as he thrust his tongue as far up her twat as he could and began to wiggle it around. He stroked the walls with his rough tongue until Joleen muttered a stream of incoherent phrases.

He pulled back a bit and sucked. He pulled the fragile cuntlips into his mouth and lightly gnawed on them. Larry felt the blood-filled flaps with his tongue. They pulsed and throbbed with each beat of Joleen's heart.

As he lightly ran his tongue along one of the lips, Joleen cried, "Oooohhh! That's it, Larry! Yessss!"

Getting the idea, the youth ran his rough, wet tongue completely around his mother's manhole.

"Goddamn! Tongue-fuck me! Tongue-fuck meeee!"

Larry's tongue continued to ring the cunt hole until his mother's cries became incoherent again. Then he speared his cock-hard tongue into her cunt one more time.

The taste was incredible. Larry loved the woman-musk odor. He loved the feel of hot cunt pressed into his face. He loved wiggling his nose in the mat of pubic hair. But most of all, he loved the taste of cunt juice.

He couldn't get enough. Larry lewdly sucked and lapped and licked. Each time his tongue raced up Joleen's cunt, she tried to thrust her hips into his face. Rocked back on the chair, she couldn't go too far without her ass falling off the edge.

Perched on the brink of the chair, she began to wiggle and twitch in an effort to get Larry to shove deeper into her cunt with his tongue. Larry hardly needed the urging. He was getting off on this. While his hands roamed up and down her thighs, Larry was thinking.

He was enjoying this entire scene, sure. But he could be getting a lot more out of it.

He kept one hand stroking his mother's well-fleshed thigh. His other hand dropped to his cock. While he was busy eating out his mother, Larry began to stroke his prick. He could jack off while he was slurping up her flow of cunt juice.

Joleen reached down and put one of her long-fingered hands on the back of Larry's head. She wanted to make sure he kept his mouth firmly planted on her cunt. She didn't want him to leave her unattended. Not when she felt the surge of orgasm building up inside.