"Tell me!"

"Fuck me, Timmy!" Donna cried. "Fuck me, fuck me! Shove your cock in my cunt and fuck me!"

"We understand each other, don't we, Mom?" Timmy said rubbing the swollen head of his cock up and down her cunt slit.

"Yes, darling!" she said, her voice soft now, but with a trembling quality in it. "Yes, baby, we understand each other!"

"You want me to fuck you?"

"Yes! Fuck me!"

"You're always gonna do what I want! Right, Mom?"

"Yes, darling," she cried softly.

"Always! Right, Mom?"

"Ooo, yes, Timmy!"

He rubbed his cock up and down, teasing her with his prickhead, slipping his cock just into her cunt. Donna's hips jerked upward but Timmy pulled away.

"Fuck me, Timmy!" Donna sobbed with desperation. "Ohhh, darling! I'm hot! I'm hot for your cock! Give it to me… to my cunt! Fuck mother, Timmy!"

"That's better, Mom," he said, laughing a little. "I like it when you beg for my cock."

"Put it in me – in my pussy!" Donna moaned, wanting her son's cock more than she ever had her husband's. Timmy, his excitement beyond control now, pressed the head of his cock between the steamy lips of his mother's cunt. Donna sucked in a harsh breath of air as her son's prick penetrated her cunt, spreading the hairy pussy lips. She wanted to thrust her hips up to him, to slide her pussy onto his hard cock quickly, feel it deep inside her. But she couldn't move. She had to wait, to move only when her son told her to. It was a struggle to lie still, her body shaking with hot hungers.