"Mmmmm, ram it to me, Ted!" she gurgled hotly. "Ohhhh, baby, fuck it good! Ahhhh, I love it so! Fuck mother… fuck mother's wet cunt, darling!"
"Hot pussy," Ted groaned, slamming his cock in and out of her hairy cunt swiftly. "Your cunt is so fucking hot, Mom! You're really wet, too! I love to fuck you, Mom!"
"Then fuck me, baby!" she urged huskily, thrusting her cunt up and down in rhythm to his cock. "Fuck mother's hot cunt! Fuck my wet, hairy pussy! Fuck my snatch, my twat! Ooooo, mother's cunt loves your hard, hard cock, darling!"
Ted was still clutching the spreading cheeks of her uplifted ass. Twisting frantically as he fucked her, Joan felt his fingers near her asshole, and began to swing her ass around in an effort to get a finger against it.
"Touch my asshole!" she yelped. "Ted, rub my asshole… fuck me and rub my asshole!"
Without missing a beat, Ted slipped a finger to the heat of his mother's asshole, rubbing it swiftly as his cock stabbed in and out of her cunt.
With his finger rubbing her asshole and his cock delving so deeply in her cunt, Joan began to hiss and whimper, almost strangling with ecstasy. She shook her raised ass wildly, holding her knees far back, looking up with glazed eyes into her son's contorted face. She sucked on her bottom lip, moaning as the liquid heat inside her cunt began to boil.
"Ooohhh! Ahhhh, ram it, ram it!" she croaked. "Such a good way to wake up! Mmmm, give me that sweet, hard cock! Mother's cunt wants your hard cock, darling! My wet, hairy cunt wants your cock all the time, forever and ever! Oooo, fuck me hard! Fuck me real hard!"
Ted was looking down, watching his cock plunge into his mother's cunt. It was easy to see with her ass so high and knees drawn back. He could see the pink wetness of her cunt holding his cock, the wetness on his prick and her clitoris as it burned along the shaft of his cock. He rubbed faster at her tight asshole, grunting with ecstasy.
Joan began to murmur and whimper as her passion soared, her pussy clutching his prick, sucking at it greedily. She held her ass up, crotch fully exposed to his pounding cock. He rammed into her so hard, her breath was driven from her lungs in gasps. With each of his plunges, her tits would jiggle. She tried to draw her knees back even more, but they were as far as they would go now. With her burning eyes, she watched the wiry hair at the base of his cock mingle with her cunt hair as he came down hard.
"You're going to make me come, Ted!" she gasped. "I'm so close now… so close! Oh, God! I'm going to explode! Harder, harder! Fuck me harder, darling! Pound my cunt! Pound me, pound me, fuck me!"
A loud wail came from Joan when her orgasm started, becoming a scream of sheer ecstasy as the power grew. The throbbing waves of her orgasm set up that sucking sensation in her cunt, and once more it seemed as if she was sucking him off with her hairy-lipped cunt.
Ted's finger began pressing upon the tightness of his mother's asshole. The sensations there increased the power of her orgasms, and Joan yelped and wailed and gasped as a series of steaming convulsions shook her naked body.
"Now!" Joan screamed. "Now!"
Ted rammed deep into her spasming cunt, his body going stiff, his head thrown back and his eyes squeezed shut. With a loud grunt, he discharged into her pussy. Streams of gushing come juice flooded her hungry pussy, splattering the velvety walls. Joan screamed once more as she felt her son's come juice filling her cunt, and a final orgasm burned through her body like an exploding fire.
As she finished coming, a weakness came over her. She slowly lowered her legs to the bed, her son's cock pulling from her clutching cunt with a moist sound. Ted rolled to his side, breathing hard. Joan lay on her back, legs spread wide and her arms at her sides. Her naked tits rose and fell in her effort to suck air into her lungs.
A few minutes later she lifted herself up on an elbow, grinning at her son. "Now, that's what I call a real nice way to wake up. I wonder if you could wake me up every morning that way."
Ted grinned up at his mother, cupping one of her tits and giving it a squeeze. "I could sure try," he said.
Joan looked down at his cock and balls. His prick was glistening with their juices. She caressed her hand around his young, tender balls, and quickly darted her face downward. She kissed his wet cock with hot lips, then his balls.
"That's enough of this," she said gaily, swinging her legs over the bed and getting up. "Want to shower with me?"
"Hey, yeah!"
"Then move your lazy ass," she laughed, twisting her naked ass into the bathroom.
Joan set the stream of water to a nice comfortable temperature, then stepped under it, soaking her hair and moaning softly with the good feelings still inside her. By the time she had shampoo on her hair, Ted was in the stall with her. She shivered as he soaped her back, scratching it deliciously. She wiggled her ass while she washed her hair, and Ted began washing his mother's shapely ass, soaping her up good. He worked his hand into the crack, and Joan gave a lewd giggle, arching her ass back into his hand, wiggling it saucily.
Suddenly Joan yelped.
"Hey, watch that shit, guy!" she said. "You're supposed to wash my ass, not stick your finger up it."
Ted laughed playfully, goosing his mother again. Joan squealed and tucked her hips forward, turning around to face him. As the water washed the shampoo from her hair, she grabbed his cock in one hand, his balls with the other.
"I'll show you!" she said. "Think you can stick your fucking finger up my asshole, do you?"
She pulled her son close to her by his cock, tucking it between her thighs. Running her hand behind him, she quickly darted her finger into his asshole.
Ted yelled and jerked away, grabbing his ass with both hands. Then, with a laugh she hugged him against her soapy tits.
"I can do that, too," she said.
"That's not fair, Mom," Ted replied.
"Oh, it's not? And why not?"
"You're a girl," he said. "Girls are supposed to like that, not guys."
"Is that right? And where did you get this bit of wisdom, darling?"
"I heard it, that's all."
"Then you heard wrong."
They finished washing each other, then stepped from the stall and dried one another off. Joan tickled his balls, causing Ted to dance about and try to get away, laughing gleefully.
"You're gonna make me piss if you don't stop, Mom."
"So piss," she giggled, tickling his balls again.
Ted let loose a stream of piss.
"Hey, you little fart!" she giggled, jerking him to the toilet. "Who do you think has to clean up around here? You piss in the fucking toilet! I thought I raised you with better manners than that."
Ted laughed up at her as she held his cock, seeing his mother's glassy eyes as she watched him pissing. Her mouth was open, and she seemed to be breathing fast, her tits rising and failing, her nipples swelling.
"That looks beautiful," Joan whispered. "I like to watch you piss, honey."
She moved his cock, trying to make the stream wavy, but when she did that, he pissed on the floor more than in the toilet. When he finished, Joan kept holding his cock, not shaking it the way she had last night. There was a glazed expression in her eyes as she slowly went to her knees. Pushing at his hip, she turned her son around so that her eyes were on a level with his cock. A golden drop of piss clung to his piss-hole, and with a low sobbing sound, Joan snaked her tongue out and used the tip to flick the drop of piss from him. Closing her fist about his cock, she looked up at her son, her beautiful face contorted with a perverse expression of erotic desire.
Another golden drop of piss formed on his piss-hole, and she looked at it for a long, breathless moment, then her tongue sneaked out again. She ran her tongue over the head of her son's cock, circling his piss-hole. Then, with a soft moan, flicked her tongue at the drop of piss and drew it into her mouth.