Billy was breathing hard as he climbed onto the bed. Gingerly, he reached out to his mother's pussy and combed his fingers through the dense, curly hair above it.

"Yes, Billy, yes!" Sally moaned, rocking from side to side.

Now Billy slid his finger up and down his mother's wet cunt slot, and she quivered with excitement. Spreading the fleshy lips of her pussy apart, he jabbed his index finger up her fuck hole.

"Oh – Billy!"

He licked his lips and grabbed his prick at the root, aiming it so the knob tit into the entrance to Sally's cunt.

"Ah-ah-ah, Billy!"

Sally couldn't stand the excitement any longer. She humped forward, trying to capture the boy's prick head in her pussy, and at the same moment, Billy thrust into her hard.

"Oh God? You're in me!" Sally's cunt contracted around the boy's long prick, grabbing it – milking it with strong muscular motions.

She gazed into her son's face and saw how his mouth was twisted into a grimace of lust.

Sally could feel his prick shoved deep into her cunt, the fuck head pressing against her womb, and she loved it. She reached up, put her arms around Billy, and forced him down on top of her, his chest pressing her tits flat, his lips against hers.

"Baby, baby," she murmured, and then she slid her tongue between his lips, darting it deep, running it across his teeth and along the sides of his mouth.

He did not respond to her at first, and she realized that he had probably never French kissed before. But she persisted, moving her tongue back and forth rapidly as she ground her ass on the bed. This caused his prick to stir up the fuck juices deep in her cunt.

Billy groaned with excitement, and at last he began to lash his tongue against his mother's, jabbing into her mouth with the same ferocity as she displayed. At the same time, he moved his chest in a circular motion, squeezing and pressing Sally's delectable tits until they tingled with sensation.