Bobby's grunts increased, and she felt his cock flying in and out of her cunt. The friction was becoming intense, and Susan began to scream as an orgasm bubbled within the pit of her stomach. It seemed to swell like an overinflated balloon, ready to burst at any time.

"I'm going to do it!" she screamed, slamming her cunt hard onto his fucking cock.

"I'm going to come, Bobby! Ohhh… oooooo, there! There. I'm coming!"

The scream ripped from her throat as the convulsions gripped her cunt. The wet lips of her pussy clawed and sucked at her son's cock, the contractions powerful.

Through the power of her orgasm, she still felt her son's cock throbbing hotly inside her receptive cunt. She became hungry for his come juice, starving for it with her cunt. When he came, the thick come juice seemed to spurt from his piss hole like a garden hose, spraying the velvety walls of her steamy cunt, drenching her in the way she wanted to be drenched.

Every come-spurting throb of his cock was felt by Susan, and it served to send her cunt into a series of mind-shattering orgasms. Never had she experienced multiple orgasms before, but now she was going through orgasm after orgasm, every muscle in her slender body becoming taut. She whipped her contracting cunt up and down on her son's come-gushing cock, draining his balls with the sucking motions of her pussy.

Bobby slumped on his mother, breathing hard, his cock slipping from her pussy. She felt his prick resting on the curve of her ass cheeks. She caressed his back with her hands, bringing him down from the peak of his ecstasy.

Her flesh glowed, the pleasure still surging through her naked body. Susan let her long legs flop apart, and she began to relax. Bobby remained on top of her, regaining strength as she held him.

"Was Mary a good fuck, honey?" she asked softly, running a hand through his hair. "Did you enjoy fucking Mary?"