Paul lifted her skirt and felt her snaked ass. Donna writhed her ass into his hands, and then reached down to squeeze his cock. Paul started pulling at the zipper of her skirt and she turned his prick loose to slip out of her blouse. When she stood naked before him, she looked down at his cock, still out of his pants. It was very hard, longer and, thicker than the summer before. The head was deliciously swollen and smooth, with a bead of moisture clinging to the piss hole.

"Take your clothes off, darling," she said in a husky whisper, moving toward the bed.

As Paul slipped out of his clothing, he watched his mother sprawl on the bed. Donna spread her legs wide and caressed her hairy cunt as she waited, her eyes smoldering with hot eagerness. Her son's cock throbbed up and down as he moved to the bed, his balls so beautiful as they dangled beneath his prick. She felt a burning urgency in her pussy and thrust her finger into her cunt, finger fucking in and out as he climbed onto the bed with her. She reached for his cock immediately and jacked up and down, mewling with bubbling desire.

Paul moved between his mother's thighs, his eyes glazed as he looked at her hairy, wet cunt. His cock throbbed with anxiety to enter that wet opening. Donna spread her legs even farther apart, lifting her crotch up.

"Put that cock in, darling!" she begged in a throaty voice. "Ohhhh, I've been waiting for that cock to go in my cunt for so fucking long! Fuck me, Paul! Fuck mother's cunt!"

Paul leaned forward, braced by his hands on her sides. Donna took his cock in one hand at the base. Her other hand pulled a pillow under her head so she could look between her widely spaced tits, trying to watch she took his cock into her cunt.

She felt the smoothly swollen head of his prick touch her hard clit and she gurgled with eagerness.