Laura lay still for a while, then began to writhe her ass. She would never have been so forward and bold with her ex-husband, but with her son, she felt so wanton, she would do anything. She twisted her ass on the bed, then hooked her heels into the mattress and lifted her crotch, swinging her hips in slow motion. Her cunt gleamed with ready wetness, and the tip of her excited clit moved up between the succulent folds of her pussy.

She lifted her hand and ran the back along his bulging cock.

"Well, what do you think?" she asked softly.

"Ohhhh, Mom, it's pretty!"

She drew her feet back, bending her knees and lifting her crotch high.

"Touch it, honey," she murmured softly. "Play with it. Please, don't be shy with me. Play with Mother's cunt!"

Sammy eagerly cupped his mother's cunt, feeling the wetness, the exciting heat of it. Laura mewled as he pressed into her pussy, and strained her crotch into his hand. Sammy's other hand cupped a firm tit, and when he began to squeeze her tit and rub up and down on her cunt, Laura squealed with pleasure.

Bringing his hand from her tit down her stomach, Sammy spread the pink lips of his mother's pussy open, leaning close and peering with hot eyes. He touched the tip of her tit, and Laura almost came. Her hand closed as best it could about his cock through his pants, gripping him very hard.

"Inside!" she hissed! "Push your fingers inside me!"

Sammy was no longer hesitant now. He slipped all four of his young fingers into the fiery wetness of his mother's cunt, and Laura bucked her ass up and down, sliding her pussy on his fingers, fucking them. Feverishly, she clawed at his jeans, jerking and wishing she could tear his fly open. When she had his pants open, she used one hand to tug them downward, and his cock and balls came into view. With a whimper of delight, she grasped her son's balls, holding them tightly. Balls fascinated Laura, and she had wanted to grab her husband's balls many, many times, but he felt it was wicked for a woman to have such desire.