move.
His whole body screamed out in agonizing pleasure. The warm, caressing folds of her cunt were sliding up him. Higher and higher she pulled herself, inching up that throbbing rail of his sex. He moaned as she slipped completely free of him, leaving only the blood-filled head of his prick within the sweetness of her belly.
His moaning increased twofold as she started back down, burying him once more in the enfolding channel of pleasure. He trembled and quivered with excitement. Then she was pulling away again, slithering off his pulsing root. Then down she moved, swallowing his cock up within her pussy. Then up. Then down. Up and down. She was fucking him. His mother was fucking him.
Sizzling passion writhed through the open nerve endings of her body as she moved. His cock was big and hard, at least every inch as big as Mitch's massive pussy pleaser. He filled her, feeding the wanton need of her body. She moaned out the gratification of her lust.
She felt him come into her hard and long as she lowered her hips to his crotch, and thick and stiff as she pulled away. His fiery brand of cock throbbed against the caressing folds of her cunt. Then she was moving back down. The desire-laden crown of his prick glided into her hole. Before its mass the rippled walls of her sex opened and accepted him, accepted every inch that sluiced into her depths. When she pulled off, she squeezed, trying to hold him in her, an action that created heated, pleasurable friction throughout the gasping harbor of her belly.
There was no pausing to savor his presence within her. Her body and its flaming needs would not allow it. Her lust for her son was too great. Her need would not be denied.
There was no art or expertise to her movements, just desire. Her lust was too demanding for the fineries of lovemaking. She had but one controlling goal-to unleash the lust and want her need for her son had created within her trembling body.
Up and down her hips pumped in a steady rhythm. She groaned and moaned as she sucked in the throbbing length of meat she hungered for. Up and down she rode him, fucking him, fucking him to the content of the near agony of her need.
In and out of the hot pocket of her wanton body he moved. Her eyes were misted over with a veil of oblivion to him and the world around them. All that mattered was the thickness that crammed its way into her belly. All that mattered was the cock that her pussy greedily ate. All that mattered was the pulsating madness that drove her on in desperation.
Her whole being now accepted what was happening. He fell into her rhythm. As she pulled off the lust- controlled rod of his prick, he jerked his hips back, his buttocks bouncing on the floor. As she dropped down, his hips jumped up, spearing his thick length into the woman who straddled him. Then he pulled back and lanced up once again.
The pleasure that filled him was exquisite.
He could not get enough of her hot, wet pussy. He fucked her. Fucked his mother with a reckless abandon. He plowed into her body, thinking only of blasting forth the hot load of come that was seething in his bans.
Harder and harder he poled into her dripping furrow of sex. She groaned and grunted as he packed her with his burning cock. Her incoherent sounds thrilled him and he slammed his shaft more violently into the plump, enveloping lips of her sex. She grunted and moaned louder.
'Fuck… me!' she pleaded. 'Fuck me! Fuck me hard and deep!'
It was magnificent. He was filled with flaming desire. She wanted his cock as much as he had to have her pussy. Her desire was as great as his. She wanted to be fucked. She needed to have his pulsing shaft crammed into her hot cunt!
His hips whipped and jerked up. His cock drilled deep into the luxurious softness of her belly. Harder and harder he packed her womanly body with the bigness of his virile cock. She grunted and groaned as his hips bucked into the vulnerable, open mound of her pubis. Crotch to crotch they slammed together in loud, wet, excited slaps.
Wave after wave of titanic flesh tremors quaked up from her constantly throbbing loins. She hunched wildly, trying to drive the massive rod filling her into the ring of her cervix. Hotter and hotter the ache of her thighs burned. She fucked like a woman gone mad. Swirling and churning, the fantastic pressure of near climax lashed at her body. Forced by the consuming lust of passion, her hips rose and fell, pumping the fat prod of sexual meat into the seething well of her body.
Faster and faster, harder and harder, she worked herself into a frantic frenzy of desperation. The center of her being cartwheeled over and over. Her vision blurred. Her brain pounded. Her body screamed in ecstasy.
Her whole being exploded!
She came, white-hot light searing through her. She was the universe. She expanded and contracted with a pulsing flow of pleasure energies. Like the ever increasing vibrations of a strobe light, the whiteness of the light pulsated. Faster and stronger it pulsated. Faster and stronger it flashed, transforming in a kaleidoscopic rush of color that throbbed and grew and flashed back to white.
She soared, following the irresistible powers that caught her and held her in the throes of her violent release. Lust and desire ran rampant, shattering her soul into a thousand fragments only to reassemble them, then blasted back into the oblivion of pleasure.
Piteous cries of orgasmic ecstasy were torn from her lips, as he continued to pump and lash himself into the quaking mouth of her pussy. His own lust was a fiery ball of burning rage that flared in his testicles. Then it pushed into the shaft of his pulsing cock.
Humping furiously into the folds of the woman hole that was now swirling and caressing his throbbing prick, he strove for the release that his body demanded.
Higher and higher the flaming ball worked. Then in searing glory it blasted out from the tiny mouth of his rod. In scalding heat he fountained into his mother's quim. Spurt after spurt of volcanic cream fountained up from his groin and spewed into the welcoming channel of the quaking woman seated on his crotch.
He felt her arms give away, and the heavy impact of her body onto his. But he didn't mind. All that mattered was the fantastic rush of sperm and semen that flooded from his shaft, splattering the hot sheath of cunt enveloping his cock.
The willing and loving cunt of his mother!
She just lay there, savoring the full satisfaction of the union with her son. She felt the decreasing throbs of his big, fat cock. Then she felt him slowly deflating, slithering out from the come-drenched socket of her sex. He ebbed and withdrew, his cock a limp hose of sleeping penis.
Exhausted, she rolled to her back and sucked in a sighing breath of gratitude. She was drained physically and emotionally.
At least she thought she was.
The red-headed girl who slowly crawled over to her had completely different ideas. Janice's green eyes flashed with an impish gleam of light as she moved toward the woman to deliver her own welcoming kiss.
'Ahhharggahhh!' Marta groaned in surprise and pleasure.
She glanced down and gazed at the naked young woman whose tongue was so delightfully embedded in the still contracting folds of her cunt. Janice's eyes rolled up to meet hers, sparkling with a wicked brightness.
Running her eager tongue up into the very hot hole of Marta's pussy, the redhead shivered with decided arousal. The taste that flooded her mouth was exciting. The dark-haired woman's pussy held a wonderful mixture of Neal's thick sexual cream and a very womanly coating of feminine juices.
Pressing her lips to the quivering mouth of Marta's cunt, Janice drank deeply, sucking out the heavy flow of male and female fluids. She swallowed down the heated juices, her lips smacking with relish.
Marta groaned as her son's release was drained from the quivering folds of her pussy. She trembled as that dainty tongue twirled back into the heat of her body.
'I think we should join them,' she heard Kari whisper somewhere across the room.
She didn't hear Mitch's reply, but she did hear the padding of four feet approaching her. There was a movement above her. She glanced up. Kari stood over her. The young girl's legs were spread wide so that she was given an unobstructed view of her moist, pink cunt lips.
'I think one good kiss deserves another' Mitch said, but Marta couldn't locate him. 'Don't you, Marta?'
She wasn't sure what he was talking about. But Kari made everything clear as she squatted down to Marta's face.
