"Mmmmmm, nice and hot," Jimmy said, withdrawing, then plunging his prick back inside her pussy. "How you doing, Mom? You like young cock up your cunt?"

Before Wanda could scream out, call him names, Jimmy locked his mouth over hers and forced his tongue inside. His hands moved up the sides of her body, then rested against her tits.

"Mmmmfffff," Wanda choked, trying to turn away.

"Hey, move your ass with me," Jimmy said into her mouth. "Let's fuck together, Mom. You suck on my cock with your pussy, and then I'll blow my cum in your guts."

Wanda couldn't believe how humiliated and ashamed she felt at this moment. The threat of fucking was one thing, but to actually have her stepson's cock inside her cunt was so revolting, she wished she were dead.

"Like it?" Jimmy said, lifting his face. "Do I fuck as good as Dad?"

"You… little bastard," Wanda spat. "When your, father finds out what you've done to me, he'll kill you."

"And you're going to tell him?" Jimmy laughed. "You gonna tell him that you fucked Mike and me for a week?"

Wanda knew he was right. How could she ever confide to anyone what had happened? Certainly not Stan. Even if he did understand, things would never be the same between them. Every time he looked at her or touched her, he might wonder if she had in some way been responsible. Or perhaps that she'd actually subconsciously wanted his sons to fuck her.

Wanda closed her eyes and felt tears sting her cheeks. In the space of an hour, her entire life had changed – had turned to pure hell.

"Ohhhhh, I wish I'd done this a long time ago," Jimmy said, licking his tongue across her chin to the hollow of her throat. "Hell, we could have been fucking like this all the times Dad was gone."

Wanda was about to beg him once more to stop, but her words became a gurgle. Jimmy's mouth slipped from the hollow of her throat, then munched around her tit. At the same time, he fucked rhythmically up and down, driving his cock fully into her cunt.