Alice squeezed, jerking her hand up and down Ricky's cockshaft. She watched its purplish head pop out again and again between her encircling thumb and forefinger. His hairless groin collided repeatedly with the heel of her hand.

The boy's loins worked as if driven by a spring, humping with what appeared to be an instinctive rhythm. As her son fucked his burning prick in and out of Alice's soapy hand, Alice was reminded of a young male dog mounted on a bitch. Ricky's skinny body resembled a young dog's she thought for some odd reason. And he was humping like a young dog out of control.

His eyes were open now, glassy and glazed. The boy looked as if he were in a trance. His loins thrust, driving his stiff prick. His belly muscles stood out rippling washboard as his body undulated with lust and pleasure.

Alice imagined she could feel his prick in her cunt. Each time he thrust, her cunt contracted, and she imagined a stiff cock fucking deep into her, working between her swollen pussylips, filling her stiff clit. Her toes curled in her shoes. She clamped her legs together fiercely and rhythmically.

Ricky's prick flexed hard. He shivered violently and let out a gasp. A shuddering vibration shot through his pick and his jism squirted out against the tiled wall of the shower stall.

"Oh Ricky!" Alice gasped, shaking all over, her hand filled with his bucking cock.

Before he could shoot again, Alice shoved her face in front of his cock and caught his second spurt of cum in her open mouth. As the milky jism splashed against the back of her throat, a whirling heat saturated her loins and her cunt exploded with pleasure.

She groaned, unable to control her voice. Her cunt contracted again and again as she worked her legs against each other. Hot needles of pleasure flooded her fuckhole and spread throughout her loins. As her body vibrated with orgasm, she maintained her jerking grip on Ricky's cock and caught his hot spurts of cum in her mouth. She swallowed the sweet alkaline cock cream as fast as it came. Gazing up, she saw Ricky's eyes rolled back to the white slits. He was whimpering as if he were being whipped.