Slowly, breathing heavily, Karen slumped forward as her son leaned back, gasping hotly. She cupped his face with her hands, and crushed his lips with hers, kissing him wetly, her ass slowly moving as she felt his cock starting to slide from her cunt. She pushed the tip, of her tongue into his mouth, licking his with a light touch. As she kissed him, she purred when she felt his hands run down her back to her ass, his fingers curling about the naked cheeks for an affectionate squeeze.

Lifting up, she giggled nervously.

"I don't know what got into me, Robbie, but…"

Her son laughed, pleased. "I got into you, Mom."

She grinned down at him, feeling his soft cock resting on the slit of her cunt. The hairy lips worked on it. "And very well, too!" Then with a small frown, she asked, "You're not ashamed of it, are you?"

"Not me," he said. "Are you?"

"I could never be ashamed of something that feels so good."

Robbie played with the hair of her cunt, looking into her face. "Mom, I've been thinking about this for a long time. I jack off thinking about you, about your tits and ass and pussy, wanting to fuck your ass so much."

"Why, Robbie, what language to use in front of your mother," she said, her eyes taking on a glow, her nose crinkling up cutely. "I didn't know you used such words… or wanted to fuck me."

"Now you know," he grinned, puffing just hard enough on her pussy hair to make her gasp.

"I'd say I do," she said, and leaned down to kiss him again, this time licking at his lips, from one corner to the other. She slipped off his lap. "Are you harboring any more secrets in your mind?"

"Maybe a few more," he said. "Care to tell them to me now?" she asked, sliding her hand wantonly between her legs and feeling his come juice dripping from her cunt. "God, you really came in me! Your balls must have been loaded, honey."