
Carol was excited now, thoughts of her son waking up and catching her at this gone from her mind. The hunger was there, controlling her like never before. Her pussy was throbbing and getting as wet as it had been while she was at the gym. The lips of her cunt swelled between her thighs, her clit rigid with erotic excitement. The animal within her was prowling, bellowing loudly.
She tightened her fist about her son's cock, moving it up and down faster. The power that throbbed in her fist sent wild, wicked signals from her mind to her cunt. She began to moan softly, mewls of erotic delight. She gazed down at her son's cock in the moonlight as she jacked him. The idea of making her son come was strong. She wanted to see his cock come, watch his come juice fly from his piss hole. She wanted his prick in her mouth, but her mouth was just too sore, with those cracks at the corners. Again she leaned over and licked away seeping Fuck juice, her tongue twirling about the smoothness of his cock head. The tip of her tongue licked over his prickshaft, then she lapped tenderly at his balls. Her cunt was about to explode, and she could not hold back the soft whimpers of ecstasy that flowed from… her.
With the tip of her tongue lapping at his balls, she felt her son's cock lurching in her fist. She knew what that meant. It meant he was about to come, and her fist moved a bit faster, the hunger inside her beautiful body forcing her on; She had to see his cock squirt, she just had to!
"Oh!"
The sound came from Jimmy at the same time his cock burst with flowing come twice. Carol heard him, but she was too excited by the gushing spurts of his come juice. Her fist… Pumped hard and fast now, her eyes starry as
his come juice squirted time and again from
the piss hole of his cock. Some of his jism splashed against his stomach, some on his balls, and some of it coated her jacking fingers. By the time he had finished coming, there were pools of the pearl-white come juice on his stomach and balls, in the wiry hair at the base of his cock.
