Donny was groaning, his boyish ass lifting up off the bed, his eyes closed with lust as his come approached. His closed fist went faster, his breathing became more ragged. Small, grunted words spilled from his curled lips, and Laurel leaned closer to the door to hear what he was babbling.

"Fuck… shit… oh… oh, Jesus what tits!" Donny was gasping, his body going rigid, his hand stopping – frozen on his cock. "Oh, Mama, I want your big, big tiiiiiits!"

The boy screamed and started pumping his fist wildly once again. His nuts jerked and a blob of creamy goo shot high in the air above Donny's twisting body.

Laurel felt her cunt build to a rapid, unexpected boil as she watched her boy jacking off. It had been a long time since the voluptuous thirty-two-year-old had seen a young boy come. She had forgotten the incredible amount of pussy-pleasing ball juice a boy this age could generate. It was a far cry from the two small squirts of jism Laurel's fortyish, rich date from the night before had managed to conjure up and pump into her eager cunt before he collapsed, heavy and spent, on her still unsatisfied body. She found herself wondering what it might be like, having a young, virile teenager rutting inside her, spewing out his wad after wad of hot spunk, the way Donny was moaning and pumping it out right now!

The very notion of being on the receiving end of such a heavenly come deluge made Laurel weak in the knees and even hotter in the crotch. The stunning blonde pushed the door open a bit wider, so that she could see every pearly drop of the youngster's hot outpouring as it rocketed out of his wilting prick. She couldn't believe the amount of cream the boy was unloading. Her cunt twitched wildly as she watched it spurt into the air and fall splashing onto the rug and bedspread.

"M-Mama," Donny suddenly croaked, his nearly closed eyes snapping wide open as he saw his mother peeking through the crack in the door.