A screech boiled from her throat as she came, her cunt convulsing and gripping her son's cock tightly, only to loosen, then grip again. Her orgasm was intense, blotting every thing from her whirling mind. She shrieked again as her orgasm became more powerful, bright lights exploding inside her head.

As her orgasm receded, her ass began to drop.

But Richard was still pounding into her cunt, his cock still throbbing, his balls still beating at her ass.

"Oh, God, you're not finished?" she groaned.

Richard didn't reply. He was grunting and sucking at her tit with powerful lips, his cock ramming hard and deep.

Sandy's ex-husband had been a quick-triggered man, always coming almost as soon as his cock entered her cunt. She was usually left high and dry, and that was probably the reason she hadn't really enjoyed fucking so much.

But her son…

His cock was still fucking, fucking fast and hard and very deep.

"Ohhhhh, wonderful!" she moaned, and she began to hump her cunt up and down his cock again. "Keep going, baby! Don't stop. Keep going!"

But Richard lifted his mouth from her tits, his face twisted into an agonized grimace. His cock felt larger in her cunt, and that was the signal to him that he was about to explode.

He started to pull free.

"No!" Sandy yelled, grabbing the cheeks of his tight ass and closing her thighs about him. "Don't take it out!"

"But, Mom, I gotta…"

"In me!" she urged, grinding her cunt hard against him. "Do it in me!"

"But, Mom…"

"Come in me!" she shouted.

Richard was held tight by his mother's hands gripping his ass, by the squeezing of her smooth thighs. He could not pull out.

"Ahhhhh, shit!" he moaned, and his cock flooded his mother's cunt. Spurt after spurt flashed along the satiny walls of her pussy. She felt his balls writhing against her naked ass, felt the machine-gun spurts of his come juice striking her cunt walls, and with a soft squeal, came again.