Her tongue was out of her mouth before she shoved her face into the puddle of come juice. She made soft growling sounds as she licked it up hungrily. Her hand darted into the leg of her son's shorts, cupping his balls. They were hot in her hand as she gently squeezed them. His cock rose up in hardness again, sliding along her cheek. She swirled her tongue into the slime of his come juice, her lips open. She sucked at the shorts, tasting his precious juices. She pulled her son's balls out of his shorts, then placed her hand on the shaft of his cock. She pressed the throbbing hardness against her cheek, whimpering softly.

Becky watched, making cooing sounds. Julie was too busy to glance at her daughter, too excited with the taste of her son's come juice, his cock throbbing at her cheek. She could hear Becky, and the sounds were enough to increase the storm of passion inside her body.

With her face smashed against her son's shorts, Julie pressed her thighs tightly together. She smeared her face about her son's shorts, and with husky cries, began to rub her face downward. She twisted her face into his beautiful, young, hairless balls, feeling them against her mouth and cheeks. This cock straining up hard near her forehead.

The desire to suck her son's cock was strong, very strong. But Julie had to do something else first. She had to show them how to fuck that a hard cock was supposed to go into a girl's cunt, not just rub.

Lifting her head, her eyes blazing in passion, Julie began fumbling with her son's shorts. She almost ripped the bronze button from the waist, and then almost got the zipper stuck in her haste to yank it down. She jerked her son's shorts to his knees and gasped with delight when she saw his body naked.

His cock stood up high, his balls looking tight. Ben had no hair at the base of his cock. She didn't know enough about young boys, herself. She thought, though, that a boy should have hair in his crotch if he could come off. She grasped his cock, pressing it against her face, mewling softly.