Although Wanda didn't want to, she found her gaze going to his prick.

He was right, it wasn't a boy's cock. Almost as long as his father's, his cockshaft was thick and meaty. Underneath, hung two furry, plum-colored balls.

"OK, so you're not a boy," Wanda said, her gaze involuntarily moving over the rest of his body. "Now let me go."

"How do you want to get fucked, Mommy? You want me to lick your pussy and get you warmed up a little before I fuck you?"

"Stop talking like that!" Wanda demanded. "OK," Jimmy said slowly. "I'll stop talking and start fucking."

To Wanda's horror, he lowered his head and stuck out his tongue. Inch by inch, he neared the mound of her cunt. Then, when she felt the warmth of his spit against her cunt, she thought her mind was going to explode.

"Stop!" she screamed, twisting and writhing so violently, the ropes cut into her flesh.

Jimmy placed his hands to the sides of her cunt, then pulled back the loose folds of pussy meat. When her pink, frothy cunt hole was revealed and the tiny nub of her clit appeared, he lapped his tongue out, running it up and down her narrow cunt crack.

"Mmmmmm, you're sweet," Jimmy said, looking upward through the bush of red-gold hair that haloed her cunt. "You like this, Mommy? You like betting your pussy licked by your son?"

"This can't be happening," Wanda said, closing her eyes, trying to block out the horror. "It just can't be!"

How would she ever be able to look Stan in the face again? Knowing that his own son had kissed her cunt!

"Mmmmmm, I like this," Jimmy said, working his tongue farther up her cunt. "I'll bet Dad just loves the fuck out of eating your pussy. Does he eat pussy this good?"

His words filled Wanda with total disgust. And it was with the greatest effort that she didn't vomit.