Sherri couldn't breathe as she stared at her son's cock. Her tits seemed to swell in a painful way, her nipples throbbing. They felt long, very hard. Her stomach trembled and her thighs began to shake. Her clit bulged, squeezed between her legs. She felt her cunt clenching, and she couldn't take her eyes from her son's cock.

Tommy leaned over and placed his palms on his mother's tits. Sherri gasped, responding to the caress and fondle of her son's hands. Her hips moved, twisting in a subtle motion. She clenched the cheeks of her ass and pushed it hard against the bed.

Tommy, moaning softly, climbed onto her bed, on his knees, leaning over her. He closed a hand about one firm tit, and Sherri couldn't stop her son when he leaned down and ran his tongue about the long nipple. The wet heat of his tongue brought a whimper from her throat, and she closed her eyes. She heard the wet sounds his tongue made as he licked and swirled it around her nipple, sliding from one to the other. Then Tommy closed his lips around a nipple, and sucked it, sucked it hard.

"Ohhhh," Sherri gasped:

As he sucked his mother's tit, he slipped a hand down her shaking body, pausing on her stomach, the tips of his fingers barely touching the soft hair of her cunt. Sherri struggled to hold her hips still, and gasped as her son pushed his fingers through the silky curls of her pussy. She felt his fingers slip downward between her clamped thighs, rubbing at the swollen slit of her cunt.