"Can't we, Mama?" he repeated his question. "Can't we hold each other some more?"
"Do you really want to, my little darling?" she heard the strange demon in her throat again. "Do you want to stick your… your cock between your mama's legs and hold her close?'5
"Yes! Oh, yes!" he exclaimed excitedly. "Can we do it right now?"
"Yes! The sooner the better," she groaned as she eased closer and opened her legs. "Do it right now! Oh, God! Pleaseee!"
John slid his hardness between her warm thighs and scrambled close as possible. His arms surrounded her as he pushed high into her soft creaminess, then her legs closed on him.
"That feels good, Mama," he groaned as the warmness of her thighs caressed tenderly at his cock. "Does it feel good to you?"
"Ooohhh! Yes! It's just what I need!" she gurgled as his cock throbbed a little, then she could contain herself no longer. Her asscheeks began to churn slightly, forcing his cock back and forth between her thighs in a slow fucking rhythm.
"That's what feels good," he moaned as her arms surrounded him. "I like to feel myself sliding back and forth between your legs like this."
She groaned as her legs parted, then she squatted onto him as her hands slid to his youthful asscheeks. She grasped them firmly and worked his hard shaft back and forth on her frothing cleft, then she clamped her legs shut and pulled him to her. He wasn't inside her, but that little knob of his was caressing the slushy membranes of her labia as his shaft teased at her bursting clit. Her breath was hot on his neck as her asscheeks churned faster and faster. The gurgling in her throat became something sensual as he began to push back at her.