"Shut up," Timmy groaned. "Shut up and do what I tell you to do!"

"Yes, Timmy," she said softly, meekly.

"Hold it open," he said. "Hold your fucking cunt open for me."

Donna spread the hairy lips of her cunt. She was bright pink with shame from head to foot. But she was excited, too. She didn't understand her excitement. This shame seemed to create a wild, searing heat inside her. Her cunt was pulsing with heat, her clit straining in hardness. She was becoming aroused.

Timmy bent his knees and brushed the head of his cock against her swollen clit. Donna's hips jerked with the contact, and Timmy smashed her sensitive clit with the head of his cock.

"I'm gonna jack off on your fucking cunt, Mom!" Timmy grunted, jerking his fist back and forth.

Donna felt his fist beating against the puffy lips of her cunt. She groaned and couldn't stop herself from peeking down her naked body, watching him.

"I'm gonna come on your fucking cunt!" Timmy groaned. "I'm gonna come on your pussy, Mom! I want you to say it!"

"Say what, Timmy?" she asked.

"Tell me to jack off on your fucking cunt!" he demanded. "I wanna hear you say it!"

"Jack off," Donna murmured.

"Louder, damn it!"

"Jack off," Donna replied, her voice louder. "Jack off!"

Her cunt began to boil as his cock smashed her cunt. She could not stop herself from lifting her hips to him. And she couldn't stop saying those words.

"Jack off, jack off, jack off!"

Time and again she said them, her voice getting louder and louder until she was almost screaming.

"On my cunt! Jack off on my fucking cunt! Come all over mother's fucking cunt!"

"More!" Timmy demanded, pumping faster on his throbbing prick, holding his piss hole tight at her clit.

"Jack off on me! Jack off on my cunt! Come on my fucking cunt, my pussy, my twat, my hot snatch!"