"Aw, that's better than getting them busted," her son said. "Love getting them licked like that."

Gina not only felt free, but was becoming drunk with the power she held over him. The small room seemed to spin, grow dark. She spit his balls out and kissed up the underside of his cock shaft.

"Like your mommy eating your dick?" she whispered. "Hmmmmm? You like that, you little bull?"

"Sure as fuck do," Mike said, his voice filled with horny urgency.

"Do it on my face," Gina said, lapping her tongue out. "I want to see it come out. I want it splattering all over me."

Mike looked at his red-haired mother, the flash of her emerald-green eyes. Already his jism was boiling, ready to spill into the base of his cock. He would like to see those juices blast over her face, drip into her mouth, hang like wet spider webs from her chin. He grabbed the base of his cock with his right hand and began jerking his shaft up and down, aiming his prick head at her nose.

"No, let me do it," Gina said, pulling on his cock.

"You just stand there."

Mike released his grip and watched his mother yank back and forth on his prick. God, it was getting good. His nuts were already drawing up at his body, his cock head expanding. He spread his legs further apart and crouched slightly, thrusting his hips forward.

"Faster," he gasped, biting his lower lip. "God, Mom, hurry up! I'm going… going… fuck!"

His orgasm hit him savagely, causing every muscle in his body to stand out. Every ounce of his concentration centered on the fantastic, molten pleasure that burst around his cock head.

Gina watched fascinated as the tiny cum hole expanded, quivered like a small mouth. Any second now…

The rush of blasting cum gushed over her face like a releasing fire hose, sending a river of steaming juice between her eyes. Then as the liquid rolled down her cheeks, a second thick glob exploded, splashing into her hair.