"Suck my cock, cuntface!"
"Mmmmm," Donna whimpered.
"Fucking cocksucker!" Timmy said. "Hot, cock-hungry fucking bitch cunt!"
Donna's body shivered, her cunt dripping hot fuck juices along the inner surfaces of her thighs. Her pulse was racing with searing heat, her clit throbbing. Her lips tingled with the hardness of her son's prick, burned with hungry rapture. She twisted her head about as she sucked up and down, the low whimpering sound constant in her throat.
"Okay," Timmy said, "you can turn loose now, Mom."
Donna didn't want to turn loose. She wanted to cling to his young, sweet cock, taste that hard heat, lick away the seeping sweetness that beaded on his piss hole.
"I said stop, you crazy cocksucker!"
Donna came from under the table, her eyes blazing as she smiled wantonly at him.
"Why didn't you come, baby?" she asked in a husky voice. "I wanted you to come in my mouth. That would be a wonderful breakfast far me."
"I'll come when and where I wanna, Mom," Timmy replied.
"Yes, darling, you're right."
She cleared away his dishes, stacking them into the dishwasher. Timmy watched his mother leaning over, her ass so pretty, so firm and shapely.
"I want your ass, Mom," he said.
Donna waggled her ass invitingly. "Then take it, Timmy. My ass is your ass."
Timmy stood up, his cock jerking with hardness. He moved up behind his mother, and Donna remained bent over when he rubbed the head of his prick about the cheeks of her ass, along the backs of her thighs.
"That feels wonderful, Timmy," Donna cooed, wiggling her ass to increase his excitement. "Your cock is so hard and hot! Rub it all over mother's ass!"
Timmy pumped on his cock as he smeared her flesh with the dripping fuck fluids. He pressed his balls against the hot crack and rubbed his cock along her spine. Donna mewled, feeling his balls against her asshole, his cock throbbing on her flesh.
Then Timmy drew back, and she felt his cock touch the pucker of her asshole. She squealed, and jerked upright.
"No, Timmy, not there…" she said.
"Why the fuck not, Mom?"
"It's… you're too big, darling," she said, stroking his chest and smiling at him. "You have an awfully big cock, and my asshole is so small. It would hurt me honey."
"Then get on your knees," he said.
"That's better," Donna hissed with excitement.
She dropped down before him, settling her naked ass on her heels. She ran her hands up his thighs, her eyes burning on his cock. Timmy held his prick tightly. His piss hole flared. Donna cupped her son's ass, pulling him forward. When his cock touched her lips, she started to draw his prick into her mouth, but Timmy wouldn't put his cock in.
"Not yet," he said.
He jacked his cock, before brushing her lips. Donna kept her lips closed, letting her son jerk his prick and rub his piss hole from one corner of her mouth to the other. His balls swung back and forth. She held his ass with both hands, her eyes sparkling up at him.
"Lick it!"
Donna shot her tongue out, licking it around the swollen cockhead, flicking the fuck juices from his piss hole. While her tongue swirled against the head of his cock, Timmy kept pumping his fist, watching his kneeling mother with hot, almost glazed eyes.
"Suck it!"
With a whine, Donna closed her lips around her son's cock but he refused to allow her to suck his prick deeply. She clung to his ass cheeks, her eyes blazing into his. Timmy kept jacking on his cock, smashing his fist on her lips. His balls were swinging but were not quite touching her chin. She dug her fingers into his ass, trying to pull his cock deep into her mouth, but Timmy held back, letting her suck just his prickhead.
Donna's cunt was boiling and wet. Her eyes pleaded with him, letting him know she wanted to suck all his hard cock, every inch. But Timmy refused. When she tried to pull his cock deeper he resisted. Donna felt tears in her eyes, tears of desire and frustration.
She sucked from his prick, nuzzling her cheek against his cock. "Fuck me, Timmy! Please," she moaned. "At least let me suck it all! Fuck my mouth, darling! Fuck mother's mouth! You know my mouth is hot and wet. Let me suck your cock off… taste you coming in my hot mouth, baby! Please, Timmy! Please!"
"I thought you didn't like to suck cock, Mom?" her son said. "That's what you said yesterday."
"I lied, Timmy," she whimpered. "I love to suck your cock! Let me have it in my mouth, darling! Please let mother suck you off."
She placed one hand over his, and, rubbed his cock about her face, her nose, her eyes. She groaned with frustrated hunger, her tongue licking eagerly about the head. Her hand, still clutching his ass, squeezed, a finger close to his asshole. Timmy shifted his ass, and Donna felt the heat of his asshole.
"Rub my ass, Mom!" he said. "That's right, rub your finger on my asshole!"
She held her face up as her son kept jacking on his cock, rubbing at his tight asshole. Her tongue licked at her lips as Timmy rubbed the dripping head of his cock about them, her eyes glassy with boiling passion. She became so passionate the first knuckle of her finger slipped into her son's asshole. Timmy yelped when he felt it.
"Take your fucking finger out of my asshole, Mom!" he said, jerking forward. The head of his cock penetrated her lips and was sucked swiftly before he could yank back. She pulled her finger from his tightly gripping asshole, and squeezed the cheek of his ass hard as she tried to swallow his cock. But Timmy backed off again.
"Suck your fucking finger, Mom!" he said. "I wanna see you sucking that finger you had in my asshole!"
"Oh, no!" Donna sobbed. "Timmy, you know I couldn't do that!"
"You can do anything I tell you to do!" he said. "Suck your finger, Mom!"
Donna felt a flash of heat creep aver her face. She didn't want to lick that finger, not after it had been up her son's ass!
"Please, Timmy."
"You'd better suck that finger," he said, "or you don't suck my cock, Mom." He started to turn away.
"I will!" Donna cried. "Don't leave me now, Timmy! I'll do it!"
"Show me, then," he demanded.
With tears of shame in her eyes, Donna held her finger up. Already she could smell it, and the smell became stronger as she pulled her finger toward her lips. Timmy grasped her wrist, and plunged her finger into her mouth. Donna gagged.
"Suck it!"
Feeling humiliated. Donna sucked at her finger. The taste made her gag again, but she sucked anyway. And then she came.
"Ooooo!" she moaned around her finger, her eyes hazy and unseeing.
"You love it, Mom," Timmy laughed gleefully. "You see, it's making your fucking cunt come!"
Donna couldn't understand how this vile thing could excite her to the point of orgasm. Yet it did, and she was coming very strongly. The harder she came, the more she sucked at her finger, and the more she sobbed.
Timmy was pumping his cock again, his eyes blazing with pleasure at what he had forced his mother to do. Donna continued to sit on her heals but her finger was out of her mouth now. She was clinging to her son's tight ass, keeping her fingers out of the crack now.
"I'm gonna come in your fucking face!" Timmy gasped, jerking faster.
"Yes," Donna whispered.
Her eyes glazed with a sense of humiliated delight. She wanted her son to come in her face, to spurt his come juice all over her face. Once again her cunt was pulsing with wet heat, her clit painfully erect.
Her son didn't stop her when she licked at the head of his cock, tasting the juices that seeped from his piss hole. His fist kept jerking back and forth, and Donna swirled her tongue wildly and wetly on the bulging prickhead.