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

Billy's Hot Mom by Anonymous PIXNIX Author

... clutching a cheek of his ass tightly as she bobbed her mouth up and down his gushing cock. The creamy come juice splashed at the back of her throat, burning sweetly as she devoured his come juice. "Mmmmm!" she moaned around his gushing cock. "Mmmmm!" Billy grabbed the back of his mother's head, jerking her face forward and driving his squirting cock deep into her greedy mouth. Donna sucked wildly, yet felt her son's come juice seeping from the corners of her mouth. She didn't mind, not now. She fought to swallow every spurt of his delicious come juice, her cunt gripping in tight spasms of orgasm, her ass writhing on the floor. She clung to his cock until his prick relaxed inside her mouth, then slowly let Billy pull free. She ran her tongue about his cock and balls, licking up what come juice escaped her mouth. Sitting back and looking up at him, grinning wickedly, she wiped her lips and sucked at her fingers. "I'll never get enough of your come juice, Billy," she said in a soft voice. "You taste so fucking good to me, Your balls are always loaded, and I've never tasted sweeter come juice in my life." "You taste shit, too," Billy giggled. "I don't care," she purred. "I'd taste anything as long as I can get your cock, too." "Taste this," he said, and pissed. With a squeal, Donna shoved her face forward into the stream of his piss. She washed her face, gurgling softly. Before the quick piss slowed, she opened her mouth and let her son piss down her throat. She leaned back with ...

... her head held up into the golden stream. "Mmmmm, you're just full of nice surprises, aren't you, honey?" she whispered when it was over. "I like your surprises." "You're just a hot fuckslut, Mother," he said. Donna saw his expression and understood. Her son, despite the ecstasy she had provided for him, sounded jealous. Yet, he had no reason to be jealous. She wasn't fucking anyone besides him. She didn't want to fuck anyone other than her son. She caressed his thigh gently. "What's the matter, baby?" she asked. "Aw, I don't know," he said. "Aren't you having fun, Billy?" "Oh, yes, Mother," he said. "I'm just worried, that's all." "Worried? What are you worried about?" "Well ... you know." "Come on, darling," Donna urged softly, running her hand about his hip, feeling his ass, then rubbing at his balls. "Tell mother what's bothering you." "I'm just being a k**, that's all." "And I love the way you're being a k**." She grinned wickedly up at him. "But tell me, anyway. Maybe I can help out." "Mother, I've heard about hot girls," he said. "We have a couple at school. All the guys call them hot fucks, and anyone can fuck them. At least that's what I've been told." "What's wrong with that?" she asked. "Mother, you're hot," he replied. "You have a real hot ass, and your cunt is wet and ready all the time. I don't want you to be like those girls." "I thought you loved my hot ass and wet cunt." "I do!" he said quickly. "But ... those guys say the girls are only hot cunts and won't go ...