Ricky, his cock being scalded by the hot wetness of his mother's cunt, fucked carefully. He looked down at her rounded ass, at her long, slim thighs, then at his sister's perky tight tits and the clinging panties. He gazed at his sister's crotch, his hips pumping, his cock sliding up his mother's cunt.

Peggy moaned, unable to prevent it.

Ricky stopped, his cock half inside her cunt.

In her mind, Peggy was screaming at her son to fuck her, to not stop fucking her until he came. The urge to wiggle her ass, to hump with him, was strong.

Finally, Ricky began to fuck her again.

He held his hands at his sides, tightly, his face contorting with the exquisite sensations his mother's cunt gave his cock. Peggy struggled to hold still. Knowing her son was fucking her, thinking she was sound asleep, looking at his sister's succulent body, she knew she would come, too. Her pussy was gripping Ricky's cock, flexing on it, something she could do nothing about.

Ricky paused, his cock half inside her cunt. Peggy fought the urge to squirm her ass to him, then saw her son lean over, his hand moving out toward his sister's pantied crotch. In her mind she urged him to touch his sister, to feel Carolyn's sweet pussy.

But Ricky was apparently afraid he would wake Carolyn up. He drew his hand back and began to fuck his mother again. Peggy could feel the hard, hot throbs of her son's cock as the friction increased. His balls, feeling tight and full, brushed at the back of her thighs. She listened to his breathing increase, and she felt the tremors going through him. Her cunt seemed to expand, yet clutch Ricky's cock tighter than ever before. Her clit bulged out, almost painful, as her orgasm began gathering power.