This time, she held his prick only briefly in the tight clasp of her mouth and throat before letting go and pulling back. As she prepared to swoop down on his prick again, she grabbed his foot roughly and wedged it between her thighs so the heel was pressed up hard against her cunt labes and clit. It felt so good, she nearly came, but somehow she kept control of herself. She wanted them to come together.

Puckering her mouth into an oval, she hunched down on him, sucking his sweet prick inside. Now and then, she unsheathed her teeth so they could scrape against his flesh.

"Oh, God! Mom! Mom!"

She rocked back and forth on her ass so that his foot would press against her clit in a steady rhythm. And now she was also gently squeezing his ball sac, loving the way it had stretched tight over his swollen balls.

"Oh yeah, Mom! Oh yeah!" Billy cried, his body suddenly stiffening like an arrow.

Sally knew he was about to pop, and so she took a deep breath, plunged down hard-on his throbbing prick and shoved her cunt and clit against the sole of his foot.

She came so hard, she had to use all of her self-control to keep from biting down on the rigid cock fucked deep into her, throat.

Sweet, slick jizz rolled down her gullet into her belly, enriching the fabulous orgasm that ripped through her body.

When it was over and mother and son lay peacefully in each other's arms, Sally whispered in Billy's ear: "Same time tomorrow, honey. We're gonna have lots more fun."

CHAPTER THREE

Sally hummed softly to herself as she put the pie into the oven. Her husband Jack would be coming home from the convention that evening and she wanted to make sure she had an especially nice meal ready for him. He must never suspect that anything out of the ordinary was going on in the Robbins household while he was gone.