She listened to him breathing hotly as he stood between her legs, stroking his cock. Her cunt clasped tightly, juices seeping from it and onto the curves of her ass. She gripped the seat of the chair in an effort to keep from reaching for his cock.

Then Rich was moving closer to her, the head of his cock pointing at her cunt.

Roxie turned her head in a futile gesture to keep him from seeing her face. The head of his cock touched the tip of her clit. She gasped. Her pussy seemed to clamp up as a quick orgasm shot through her.

Rich pushed his cock down, the head rubbing from her clit to the hot slit of her cunt.

Roxie held her breath, feeling the swollen tip of her son's cock pushing at her cunt. She began to sob, but it was the sob of burning passion.

Suddenly her son pushed his cock into her cunt.

"Ritchy!" she cried, her hands jerking off the chair and clutching his hips tightly. "Oh, God, Ritchy!"

Rich held his mother's shoulders and pushed his cock deep into her clasping cunt.

Roxie lost all control once more, and her hips jerked up against him. His cock felt so big, so thick, so long, inside her cunt, filling her to full capacity.

Her cunt seemed to close about his cock tightly, caressing it with rippling movements.

Then Rich began fucking her.

Roxie moaned and sobbed softly, her hips grinding with his lunges. The rough texture of his jeans on her sensitive thighs seemed to intensify, and she tightened them against his hips. She strained her cunt at him, hips gyrating in wanton passion. The shaft of his cock sent thrills shooting through her crotch, up to her tits, making them hard. Wet sounds came from her cunt as his cock stabbed quickly.

"Oh, Ritchy!" she moaned, her head tilted over the back of the chair, hair hanging down. Her eyes opened and closed as her hips jerked and thrust to his rhythm. She clutched his hips, jerking him into her cunt. "Ohhhh, Ritchy! My God, Ritchy!"