
"Ooommmm," his mother moaned in ecstasy.
Lynn felt his cock swell inside her wet, hot mouth. It had been so long since she had given a blow-jab. She felt her son's body shake, then become stiff.
"I'm… ohhh!"
The eruption of his hot come juice squirted over her tongue. With the initial taste Lynn's cunt almost blew to pieces. She wailed around her son's cock then rammed her lips down against the base, drawing the honey-tasting come juice from his balls. She swallowed his come juice with wet, gulping, ecstatic sounds.
"In your mouth!" Bobby gurgled. "I'm coming off into your mouth, Carolyn! Oh, you're letting me come in your mouth! I like this, Carolyn! Coming in your mouth!"
Lynn heard her son. She was drinking down his thick, ever-so-sweet come juice, her cunt going through incredible orgasms. She was close to fainting with sheer bliss. It seemed as if her son came and came too.
She held her son's cock in her mouth when he finished coming, running her tongue over his piss hole and caressing the cheeks of his ass. Weakness came over her and she slumped toward the rim of the bath tub, her eyes glazed, her legs spreading wide, her arms loose at her sides.
"Carolyn?" Bobby asked. "Are you all right, Carolyn?"
"Mmmm," Lynn mewled.
"I'm gonna go back to bed, Carolyn," he said sleepily.
He glanced back at the opened door. There was hardly any light from the hallway but he saw one long thigh stretched out, a brush of cunt hair at the top.
CHAPTER THREE
When Lynn woke up late the next morning, she stretched, feeling very good. The lingering taste of her son's come juice was still in her mouth and there was a pleasant tingle between her thighs. She had come a lot the night before. As she bathed, she couldn't believe she had actually sucked off Bobby. She couldn't have done it if he had known who she was, she was sure. But with him believing she was Carolyn, she had felt more at ease. She could watch for him from now on. Maybe she would get his cock in her cunt next time. Putting on her robe, she walked downstairs and started for the kitchen. But the voices of her son and daughter brought her up short.
