Susan was mewling and sobbing, her body burning with erotic heat. The very idea that it was her son fucking her created intense desire in her mind and body. Somewhere, in the distance, she heard a scream, and at the time it made no sense. Only later would she realize it had been the ecstasy of her young daughter enjoying excruciating orgasms, too.

"I'm almost ready, Mom!" Bob grunted, his hot breath searing her naked back. "I'm about to come!"

"In me!" she yelped. "Please, baby, come in me this time! Let me feel you come… feel you spurt come juice up my hot cunt?"

She felt her son's cock swell inside her sensitive pussy, felt it throb, stuffing her time and again. She clung to his preciously young balls tightly. His cock gushed. She screamed as it sprayed the satiny walls of her cunt, flooding her very being. As his cock squirted time and again, filling her greedy pussy, Susan could feel his balls writhing in her clenched hand, and she came a final time.

When her son's cock stopped spurting, she slumped forward on the bed, gasping heavily.

Her legs parted, hanging over. Bob, his own legs shaking, stood there and watched his mother's creamy, naked ass shivering. The cunt hair could be seen, and it looked to him as if her cunt was seeping a milky thick come juice. Her asscheeks clenched, flexed, and Susan was moaning as she ground her still-tingling cunt into the mattress.

Slowly, Susan turned onto her back, leaving her legs wide open. She grinned happily at her son. She started opening and closing her legs, squeezing her thighs against her cunt. She ran a hand down her quivering stomach, through the thick curls of her pussy, then gently rubbed a finger at her clit.

"Was I good, Bob?" she asked in a low voice. "Am I a good fuck? Do you like me?"

Bob nodded his head, still panting.

"Am I good enough for you to want me again? Am I hot enough for you?"

"Wow!" Bob managed. "You're the best, Mom."