Bobby's cock was so hard in her hot mouth. She ran one hand up and down his thigh as she sucked, the other hand clinging to his ass tightly. The moist sounds of her sucking mingled with his heavy breathing. She felt her son's cock throbbing more powerfully in her mouth.

"She's coming, Mom!"

The words struck her ears, making her suck furiously on her son's cock. Anticipation began to build in Janice. If her son could come, she wanted him to do so now. She wanted his cock to squirt into her mouth, flood it with the precious sweetness of his balls.

She sucked frantically.

She felt her son's hand resting on top of her head. His hips were shaking as she sucked furiously, her lips sliding back and forth on his throbbing cock hungrily. The pulsations of her son's cock against her tight, wet lips transmitted down her throat, racing downward, until her cunt was exploding with orgasms. Her hair was waving back and forth, her eyes closed, as she savored this taste of her son's cock. Her mouth felt stuffed, her lips stretched, and her mind was roaring with erotic ecstasy.

Her son grunted.

She tasted a gush of hot, foamy come juice. Janice mewled as his cock spurted again. Quickly, she pulled her lips back until she held only the swollen head between them, her tongue flicking rapidly about his spewing piss hole. She sucked hard as her tongue flapped about his smooth cock head, her mouth filling with the nectar of his sweet balls. She was trembling as she sucked, her tits swelling and the nipples pressing through the fabric of her gown against his shaking thighs. She clawed at his tight ass. When Bobby squirted one last discharge of come juice, Janice whimpered and swallowed, then pulled his prick deep into her burning mouth once again. She held him there, reluctant to let this delicious cock free.