"Why don't you just take the damn thing off, honey?" Karen said throatily. "It would only be in our way."

Gurgling happily, Richard found the zipper, tugging it down. Her skirt pooled on the floor. Richard gazed at his mother, her lacy bikini panties exciting him very much. She held his cock as he ran his hands along the crotch of her panties, feeling her up. His hand seemed very hot as it cupped her pussy, pressing into it, then rubbing back and forth. Karen wiggled her ass in pleasure, feeling his cock throb in her fist.

While Richard ran his hands over her, she opened the fly of his pants, shoving them down swiftly. She cupped his balls in one hand, his cock in the other, making soft sounds of delight deep in her throat.

"I don't know if I can wait much longer, Richard," she groaned. "I'm very hot, you know."

"I don't wanna wait, either, Mom!"

He was dancing from foot to foot as he rubbed between her thighs, his fingers pressing the crotch of her panties into her wet cunt.

"Then we better hurry!"

Karen went to her hands and knees, offering her smoothly spreading ass to him. She waggled her naked ass, looking at him over her shoulder, her eyes gleaming with searing passion. "Hurry, darling! Fuck me now! Oh, God, baby, fuck mother now! I feel like I'm going to come before you get your sweet cock in my cunt!"

Richard, his cock jerking up and down, dropped to his knees behind his mother's wiggling ass. He saw her hairy cuntlips pooching between her slim thighs, the tightness of her pink asshole.

Karen rested her shoulders and head on the carpet, raising her naked ass higher for him. She ran a hand between her thighs to grasp her son's cock, pulling it close. She rubbed the seeping, round head of his cock up and down the slit of her fiery cunt a moment, then fitted his prickhead between the hair-lined lips.