"Oh, God!" Karen whimpered, twisting her cunt about. "Oh, my God!"

She jerked when her son slipped a finger between the lips of her pussy. He wiggled his finger inside his mother's cunt, pressing a knuckle upon her clit. With a gurgling sound of pleasure, Karen lifted her ass and hiked her dress to her waist. Richard's eyes showed the intensity of his excitement.

"Sissy wouldn't do this for you," she whispered. "At least, I don't think she would."

"I don't care," Richard grunted, moving his finger in and out of his mother's boiling cunt, finger-fucking her. "You're prettier, anyway, Mom."

"You say that because I'm letting you feel me up," she replied. "Any girl would be pretty now."

She lifted her ass and twisted it, grinding her cunt onto his finger uninhibitedly. As much as she enjoyed his finger moving in and out of her cunt, Karen knew it was his cock she wanted. They had gone so far now, it didn't matter if she took his cock inside. Her tits still glistened with his come juice, and while her son finger-fucked her, she ran her palms through the jizz, smearing it around and rubbing it into her flesh.

"Stand up!" she hissed suddenly.

Richard pulled his finger out and stood, his cock hard and pointing from his groin. He stood, puzzled why she made him stop.

"Shove it in me!" Karen moaned, twisting her hips, seeking her son's cock. "Shove your cock in me!"

Richard stared at his mother. She seemed to be a different person, one he had not seen before. His cock throbbed up and down, eager to plunge into her warm, wet, inviting cunt, yet he held back.