"Ooooo, yes, yes!" she gurgled, writhing on his spewing prick. "Oooo, I feel it! I feel your come juice…inside my pussy! Flood my cunt with your come juice! Give it all to me…all of it!"
They slumped when it was over, Billy resting on her firm fits, his hot breath feeling wonderful against her flesh. She held his ass gently now, caressing the cheeks fondly, feeling his cock still clutched by the tightness of her cunt.
A few minutes later, she rolled him from her and stood up. She looked down at her exhausted son, feeling a deep love for him. His cock glistened with the cunt juice and his come juice. On an impulse, she leaned down and kissed the wet head of his cock.
"Mmmm!" Billy murmured, shoving his cock against his mother's lips.
She squeezed his cock and balls gently. "You liked that, did you?"
"I sure did, Mom!"
"Go to sleep now, Billy," she said, going to the door. "Have some good dreams about us, because those dreams just might come true for you.
CHAPTER THREE
The following afternoon Susan was disappointed that Billy wanted to go play baseball with his friends. She had been looking forward to being alone with him, hoping that Karen would find something to do with her own friends. She had wanted to kiss her son's cock again, lick on his hairless balls and feel his cock become hard between her lips.
She had dressed deliberately in a pair of extremely short cut-off jeans, with frayed legs. She had spent an hour that morning cutting them short, so the cheeks of her ass showed. They were very tight on her, and the lips of her cunt were beautifully outlined, and she loved the way the seam fit so nicely against her cunt, making it tingle. A few stray curls of cunt hair stuck from the crotch, and she knew how exciting that would be if anyone should see her. But she was not going outside in them; they were to be worn only to excite her son.Besides, although she enjoyed being looked at, the shorts were so extreme she knew it wouldn't do to be seen in public wearing them.