"Cum, Kenny," she whispered. "Cum for me. Cum for your mother…"

Kenny's big cock throbbed violently in her fist, growing even longer and fatter. Then a huge geyser of thick white spunk sprayed from the tip of his prick, shooting over his stomach.

It splattered on his tawny, muscular chest in a torrent. Diane whimpered and beat his meat fast and hard. A lewd smile curled her son's mouth as he came in his sleep. The white jism jerked out of his cock again and again, until only viscous droplets of cum oozed from the tip of his prick.

"Mmm," Kenny murmured. His eyelids started to flutter.

Diane hurried out of the room, pausing in the hallway to shut her son's door carefully and quietly behind her. Kenny hadn't awakened. She'd gotten away with giving him a hand job.

But her pussy was juicing and burning so hard that she could barely stand it. Diane stuck her fingers in her mouth, tasting the musky flavor of her son's cum drippings. Her cunt throbbed violently, wetting her inner thighs with the sticky flow of her fuck juices. She needed a big stiff prick in her mouth immediately.

The breakfast and morning coffee were forgotten. Diane hurried down the stairs, already tearing, open her robe to reveal her dripping cunt and huge jiggling tits. She entered her bedroom and rushed to her sleeping husband.

Harry was on his back, with his over-endowed prick forming a sumptuous lump under the sheets. He always got a nice boner when he was asleep, Diane thought. He called it a piss hard-on, relieved by his first trip to the bathroom upon awakening.

But he wasn't going to have a chance to relieve it that way now. Diane shrugged off the robe, leaving herself naked. She pulled the sheets from her husband's body, exposing his iron-hard prick.