"Tommy, are you waking up?" she whispered, bunching her ass, feeling the head of his cock swelling against her asshole.

"Mmmmm," he moaned, squeezing her tits. "Are you getting a hard-on?" she murmured, flexing her ass again. "Is that what I feel back there, a hard-on?"

"Mmmmmm!"

"My cunt is sore, honey," she said softly. "I don't know if I can fuck now."

Tommy kissed her back, pushing his hardening cock against her ass.

"I could suck you," she said. "My mouth isn't sore, but my cunt sure is. You fucked me so much, baby! So wonderfully much last night. Want me to suck you off? I will. It'll be my breakfast." She giggled.

Tommy began pushing his cock back and forth, the head clamped between the cheeks of her ass.

Donna shivered as she felt the head of his cock brush against her crinkled asshole. Her cunt turned long and hard again, and the slightly bruised lips of her cunt pulsated, and she was getting wet between her thighs.

Tommy lapped his tongue up and down his mother's spine, fondling her tits tenderly, pushing his cock tighter at her asshole.

Donna was twisting her ass for him, purring with pleasure, liking the feel of his cock against the tight crinkle of her shifter. Her asshole began to tingle as she pushed back, feeling the pressure. She mewled softly, grinding against the head of his cock against her asshole.

"Can you feel that, darling?"

"Yes, Mom!" her gasped.

Her asshole squeezed the head of his cock, over and over, and she moaned as a good sensation flooded her body and made her cunt twitch. The pressure against her asshole surprised her with how good it felt. She had never felt a cock brushing against her asshole.

Suddenly her eyes opened. "Tommy, what are you doing!"