Timmy suddenly grunted, his fist pounding frantically on his cock. The thick juice of his balls suddenly spewed, splashing over his mother's cunt. Spunk coated her hands, matted into her pussy hair. Donna squealed as she felt come juice burning on her cunt. The more her son gushed his come juice over her pussy, the better she felt. She could feel his jizz on the lips of her open cunt. She jerked her head forward, eyes blazing, watching her son come all over her crotch, smearing her pussy with boiling, creamy come juice.
"Me too!" she screamed. "Ohhhh, Timmy! I'm going to come too!"
Donna screamed with ecstasy as her cunt contracted, waves of orgasms running through her. She strained her crotch against his cock, her clitoris totally crushed beneath his spurting pisshole. Her cunt was drenched in his come juice.
CHAPTER TWO
She didn't know when Timmy left.
Donna remained on the couch, her robe open. Her tits heaved up and down as she struggled to breath. Her cunt was smeared with come juice and her limbs felt like liquid. Her ass hung over the couch, her flesh shivering. The power of her orgasm had been a real surprise.
Donna had come before, of course, but never like this. This orgasm had almost shattered her completely. She ran her hand down her still-trembling stomach, smearing the come juice about the soft hair of her cunt. She brushed the tip of her cunt, and her hips jerked as a soft moan came from her mouth.
Then Donna began to cry.
She cried with shame, with humiliation about what her son had made her do. Even though it was the best orgasm she had ever experienced, it shamed her to know her son had caused it. Tears flowed again from her eyes. She pulled her robe about her nakedness, turning her head to one side and lowering it to the arm of the couch, crying with shame.