"Hold me, baby!" she cried. "Oh, God, hold me tight, darling!"

Ted's hands darted downward as his mother lunged her cunt up onto his cock. When her ass lowered, he cupped her flexing ass-cheeks, feeling them bunch through her skirt and skimpy panties.

As her son held her ass, Becky began to twist and thrash and grind in a frenzy, her head back and neck taut. She was moaning, gasping in rapture, clinging to his pounding ass with desperate hands. Her thighs moved up and down against his.

His cock seemed to reach into her stomach, it went so deep. Becky clung to him as tight as she could, lifting her crotch and letting her son bang in and out of her cunt almost violently. The soft, wet sounds of his cock sliding in and out turned her on.

Her clit seemed to be rubbing and scraping at the shaft of her son's cock, sending thrill after rippling thrill from her curling toes to the top of her head. She gasped as he rammed hard into her, forcing the breath from her lungs. The harder he thrust his cock into her cunt, the better it felt. Her flesh was on fire, melting, with the core of her heat between her thighs. Her cunt felt so swollen, she could hardly believe it, the lips puffy as they grabbed and gripped at his cock.

"Hold me tight!" she sobbed, swinging her ass in a tight, eager circle. "Ohhhh, Ted, hold mother tight! Ahhh, go faster, baby! Oooooh, that's so good! Keep that up, darling, and I'll, oh, God, you're going to make me come, Ted!"

Becky's eyes were wide open now. Her moist, full lips formed an oval of delightful pleasure. She moaned and cried out as the sensation of orgasm burned so hotly inside her cunt. Her stomach was rippling, her tits ready to burst. She was sure her cunt was melting, it was so hot. But her son's cock, she had never felt anything so hard inside her before. He clutched her ass in a way her ex-husband never had, squeezing with his fingers.