She drew her soaking hand from her crotch and held it under her chin, palm upwards. Dipping her face down, she pushed her nimble tongue out and began to lap up her own cum juice like a kitten at a saucer of cream. She continued to stare at Jimmy from the tops of her eyes, gazing through the web of her fluttering eyelashes.

Her own delicious cum nectar ignited her tastebuds. Instead of slaking her hunger, that creamy snack was playing the appetizer, whetting her voracious appetite. Lapping her pussy juice from her hand, she stared at the head of her son's cock and longed for a mouthful of his cockmeat, followed by the creamy dessert of his cum-load.

That longed-for load was about to arrive, obviously. Jimmy was panting and groaning and shaking violently as his fist flew up and down on his prick. His thick cockrod was bucking like a bronco, damned near throwing his hand from the saddle. His cockshaft was so taut that it was vibrating like a tuning fork. It felt as if he were stroking a heated crowbar as if his fingers and palm were blistering.

Virginia was drawn to that sight as if mesmerized. The oversexed woman didn't even realize that she was slowly crawling closer, that now she was kneeling there in the doorway, in plain sight, and in a compromising position, as well, squatting on one hand fondling her tits with the other while she stared at her son.

"Ahhh" Jimmy moaned. His body bridged as he fucked up through his flying fist. His slimy cockshaft was hissing through his hand.

The boy grunted, then gasped.

"Oooooh" his mother squealed, knowing he was coming and unable to contain herself.

Suddenly a great geyser of cock spume shot out from the head of his cock. The hot, thick jism flew straight up into the air. It hung there, suspended for a moments like a creamy cloud floating over him. Then the slimy cum fell back to splutter onto the youth's belly and thighs-as a second wad spurted from his piss hole, as thick and abundant as the first.