She parted her lips and pressed them together over the bulging knob at the end of her son's cock. It felt like satin under her tongue, and it tasted salty. She slid her hands up to cup the muscular cheeks of his ass, drawing him a little closer and drawing his cock more deeply into her mouth as she rolled her wet tongue around its burning-hot skin.

The more she sucked, the hotter she got. Her cunt felt like it was on fire, and she felt herself sweating all over into her robe. She pulled it all the way off and spread her thighs as if to let her hot cunt breathe. She wished Tony would lick her cunt, but she didn't want to take his cock out of her mouth for an instant to tell him.

Vito used to tell her what a big cock he had, and he liked it when she told him how big and handsome it was. But his was the only cock she had ever seen until now, and Tony's was a lot bigger. She was unable to take the whole thing into her mouth, even though Tony kept trying to push it farther. She finally had to take one of her hands from his ass and wrap it around the thick root of his cock to keep him from choking her.

Drawing her head back, then moving it forward, she pumped her lips up and down his cock while she squeezed his cock-root with her fingers. Meanwhile she swirled and slithered her tongue around it. Brenda had told her that men liked a lot of tongue action in a blow-job.

When she and Brenda weren't eating each other's cunt, they talked a lot about fucking and cock-sucking. During those talks, they had formed a plan to help each seduce the other's teenage son. Angela was supposed to fuck Kevin, and Brenda was supposed to fuck Tony. Only something had gone wrong with the plan and she was sucking her own son's big prick.

Angela was aching to feel his tongue on her hot cunt. She pulled his cock out of her mouth and gasped, "Let's go in on the couch, Tony, where there's more room."