"But, Mom," he stammered. "You're my mother!"
"I don't give a shit about that!" cried Grace. "I want your cock in my cunt."
Spread out on his back, the young man just stared at the wild lust in his mother's eyes.
"Don't move," she whispered, crawling up over him. "Mother's going to sit on your prick."
Straddling the boy's loins, on her knees, Grace quickly pulled her nightie over her head, making herself deliciously naked for him. Having been so young when Randy was born, his mother still had a fabulous figure that could be envied by most teenagers.
Reaching down, she grasped his hard prick-shaft and guided the big knob between the hot, slick lips of her leaking pussy. She began slowly sinking down, filling herself with the throbbing thickness of his bulging cock. Inch by delicious inch she sank, shuddering deliciously as her son's wonderful dick pushed deeper and deeper into he. When it was sunk to the hilt, she began seductively rotating her ass, thrilled by the feel of his hard boner screwing and twisting around deep in her belly.
"Oh, yesssss!" she shuddered. "Your big cock feels so goooood!"
"God, Mom!" panted Randy, gazing up into her radiant face. "You've sure got a nice, hot cunt."
"Thank you, sir," she giggled as the boy began thrusting his hips up, drilling his prick in and out of her passion-slickened twat. "It's a pleasure to be riding you."
Reaching up and grasping his mother's shoulders, he pulled her soft, yielding head down to his. Thrusting his tongue deep into the delicious warmth of her moist mouth, he continued bucking his turgid cock into the hot, sucking depths of his mother's squeezing pussy.
"Oh, Randy, darling!" she whimpered. "It's so nice… so nice! Yes! Yes! Fuck me harder!"
Wave after wave of incredible pleasure flooded through her loins as her son's fiery dick plunged in and out of her tight, juicy hole. Unable to believe he was actually fucking his own beautiful mother, Randy violently drove his hips upward, thrusting the meaty hardness of his thick boner deep into her writhing belly. Almost out of her mind from the intense ecstasy she was feeling, Grace rhythmically plunged her cunt dawn to meet every upward thrust of his dong. Fucking together with a perfect cadence, they were both totally oblivious to everything else in the world.
Reaching up with his hands, Randy grasped her big, full tits, gently squeezing and pinching her desire-swollen nipples between his fingers.
"Yes! Yes! Yes!" squealed Grace when her son began driving his cock up into her lust slickened cunt with deeper thrusts. "That's it, honey! Mo… more… more!"
"God, Mom," the boy panted. "Please come. I can't hold back much longer."
"Don't worry about me, honey," Grace whimpered. "Mother's almost there, too."
The woman's soft, full hips wildly rotated like a whirling dervish as she passionately ground her seething slit around the length of his thick, plunging rod.
"Yes! Yes!" she cried, "Eeeeegh! Aaaiiigh! Fuck! Fuck!"
They were both so involved in their incestuous fucking that neither of them noticed when Paul and Amber entered the room to investigate the wild noise. Paul was at first enraged when he saw his wife fucking her own son, and then he suddenly realized that it probably wasn't any worse than him fucking his son's future wife. Although it had only been a few minutes since he'd pumped a hot load into Amber's cute little cunt, the sight of his beautiful, naked wife riding Randy's big cock gave him another instant erection.
Grace's long hair whipped wildly around her radiant face, her big tits jiggling deliciously up and down as she bounced on Randy's hard meat. Her son's hands were tightly clutching her hips as she rode his wildly bucking body.
Leaning forward, Grace rested her hands on his shoulders to steady herself as Randy pounded his stiff prick into her slippery cunt. Watching from where he stood by the foot of the bed, Paul gave his attention to the cute little dot of his wife's puckered asshole as she leaned forward over the boy. Paul could vividly see his son's juice-slickened boner slithering in and out of her hot, slurping pussy, but his interest was in the cute, tight hole just above her twat. Paul had never once ever thought of ass-fucking his wife, but right now he suddenly had an overpowering urge to bury the thick length of his big cock all the way up into her asshole.
The desire was so strong that he began quickly disrobing, his eyes still wildly focused on his wife's bare bottom. When he had removed the last of his clothes, he crawled up behind her on the bed and rested his hands on her shoulders.
"Hi, honey," Grace glanced back over her shoulder with a silly, embarrassed grin on her excited face. "I'm fuckin' Randy."
"I see you are," he smiled. "Do you mind if I get in the act too?"
"Help yourself," she giggled, returning her attention to the hard cock between her legs, unaware of what her husband had in mind.
With his wife's attention once again concentrated on her son's prick, Paul gently pulled his wife's soft, white asscheeks apart with his thumbs. Pushing his hips slightly forward, he nosed the big purple knob of his huge cock right up to the little puckered ring of her asshole. Firmly gasping her hips, the man suddenly lunged forward.
"Eeeeeeghh!" Grace shrieked, a stab of shooting pain tearing through her body as Paul's thick, lust-swollen dong plowed up through the tightness of her virginal rectum. Trying to pull her ass free from his cruelly impaling boner, she felt tears of pain fill her eyes. She wriggled and twisted to free her cock-stuffed ass from his fiery tool, but his strong hands just pulled her back tighter against him.
"Take it out!" the writhing woman screamed as Paul drilled his ass-splitting rod even deeper into her forbidden hole.
The wild way she was wriggling her ass to free herself only added to the intense pleasure Paul was feeling.
"That's it, baby!" he panted, drilling his cock even deeper into her. "That's the way to shake it!"
Paul could feel his prick swelling even larger as the moist, clinging walls of her slippery rectal passage clamped hotly around the length of his dick. Slamming his hips forward, he moaned with pleasure as he stuffed even more of his throbbing tool into her deliciously tight butt.
"Oh, God," sobbed a trembling Grace when the initial pain started to fade. "What the hell do you think you're doing?"
"Fucking your cute little ass," panted the man, starting to drill his enormous prong in and out of her tight little shitter.
Every time he lunged forward, pounding his meaty hardness up her slippery rear passage, his balls slapped against her cock-filled pussy. With each deep thrust, he could feel his wife's anal muscles starting to relax a bit.
It had been extremely painful for the beautiful woman when his prick first invaded her little unused hole, but now it was starting to feel less painful. There was practically no discomfort now, and she was once more able to concentrate on how her son's cock was deliciously fucking into her aroused pussy.
Slowly becoming aware of how pleasant Paul's big dick felt in her rectum, she began grinding her soft ass back against him, moaning softly from the pleasure she was starting to feel. A new excitement was stealing through her body as her ravaged ass walls quivered and squeezed around the heated stiffness of his throbbing tool. Grace could never have thought that anything as depraved as this could be pleasant, but she was beginning to love the hot thickness of his pole sliding lewdly in and out of her tingling asshole.
"Jesus, Dad," his son called up from beneath the woman. "We've sure got her nailed this time!"
"You're not just shittin'," laughed Paul. "This is one fuck she'll never forget."
"Oh, yes!" Grace squealed with delight. "Just fuck me to death, you two beautiful bastards!"
"Don't worry," panted Paul, twisting his thick dong even deeper into her hot, buttery asshole. "That's what we're gonna do."