Barbara's tongue trembled as it slithered from between her wanting lips, then it barely touched upon the warmth of her son's engorged cockhead. Her body quivered as she looked up into his innocent eyes, the tip of her tongue teasing in a circular fashion around his purplish little rim. He sighed, then she saw his eyes close as he thrust forward so she could have her way with his young hardness.

She cuddled his tight nut-sac in her hands as the tip of her tongue pushed against his slitted pisshole, then her mouth watered as her lips parted to cover half of his delightful crown. She sucked at his small hole with passion as her fingers tickled at his young balls, then she fondled them tenderly in their tight pouch. Her wet tongue slid beneath the rim of his knob and fluttered on his little cord of desire as her hands left bis balls and eased around his hips to his backside. She felt him shiver as her hands cupped his youthful asscheeks, then he began to tremble as her fingertips eased into the valley of his half-moons to tease at his puckered asshole.

His wrinkled little pucker nibbled at her intruding fingertips, then she felt his knob jerk delightfully between her pursed lips. The tingling fire in her belly suddenly became a flaming inferno. Her desperate pussy was itching and throbbing for some kind of attention. Her swollen membranes had never been so slushy with juices of passion, and she was getting wetter with each contraction of her cuntal sheath.

One of her hands slid between her creamy thighs, then she squeezed at the fullness of her soft pussymound. Her red cunt hair was damp, almost matted together with stickiness. The tip of her forefinger eased into the top of her slippery gash to tease at her swollen clitoris, then it slid into the warmness of her puffy vulva to tease at the mouth of her wanting vagina. It circled her contracting entrance a few times, then she shoved it deep into her quivering sheath.