Billy's Hot Mom by Anonymous PIXNIX Author - Sex Stories

Billy's Hot Mom by Anonymous PIXNIX Author

... watch me, don't you, honey?" she asked in a low, whispery voice. Billy nodded, swallowing as his eyes followed his mother's hands. Donna slowly slipped one hand between her thighs, then rubbed along her cunt. Her hips moved as she rubbed at her cunt two or three more times. She couldn't rub much more because she might come. Dancing for her son this way not only made his young cock stand up, but sent a fire through her cunt. Tracing a fingertip along the outlined slit of her cunt, she stared hungrily at the visible throb of her son's cock. Despite his pants, she could see the roundness of the prickhead, the length of the cockshaft. The wet heat of her cunt increased, and, when she moved a fingertip along the edge of the tight crotch, she could feel wetness on her thigh. "Oh, God!" she purred, widening her stance and thrusting her hips forward. "Oh, my God!" Billy's eyes watched her finger move along the edge of her crotch. This made Billy want to grab his mother, grab her by her cunt. His right hand trembled as it slipped onto his lap and started for his cock. Despite the many times his mother had danced for him, she had never touched herself this way, not on her pussy. Donna gasped again, finding her cunt very, very sensitive. The sensations rumbling through her slender body were greater than ever before. She was sure she would come if she placed just a bit of pressure upon her knotted clitoris. She watched her son's hand come close to his bulging cock, then stop. She knew ...

... what he felt. She knew because she felt the same thing--desire, desperate desire, desire that was demanding satisfaction. "Grab it, baby!" she hissed, the words coming out before she could choke them back. "Grab it now!" Billy wasn't sure what his mother wanted him to grab. She was still running her fingertips along the edge of her crotch. Her eyes were burning on the bulge of his cock. He licked his lips hungrily, his hand shaking on his lap, the tips of his fingers almost touching the shaft of his prick. Donna swung her hips in a slow, tight circle, trying to work a finger into the crotch of her shorts. Billy, seeing this, slipped his hand over his throbbing cock. "That's it, baby!" Donna moaned softly. "Grab it tight!" His fingers pressed and squeezed. Donna's body trembled, and, with a soft cry, she jerked her hands from her crotch and to her tits. She cupped them both, squeezing as her eyes smoldered, watching his hand pressing at his cock. With a sudden motion, she yanked her blouse open, her tits spilling out nakedly. Billy grunted, making a choking sound. Donna's tits were spaced wide, rounded and firm, with dark- pink nipples straining out in teasing stiffness. The blouse hung half off her shoulders, and Donna shrugged, setting up a delicious motion in her tits. Billy squeezed his cock hard. "Oh, Billy, Billy!" Donna whimpered. She swayed close to him, her knees touching his. She stared down at his hand holding his cock. "Squeeze it, baby! Squeeze it!" Donna leaned ...