When mother is always is horny

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Flora couldn’t take her eyes off her sons juice-soaked cock pole as he fucked his prick in and out of Heidi’s slobbering cunt. She hadn’t seen him naked in quite a few years and she wasn’t surprised as much at the size of his cock as she was shocked by the way he was using his prick. From where she stood, she also had a clear view of his big, hairy balls as they swung back and forth, slapping loudly against Heidi’s round little ass.

“Oh, sweet Jesus!” she heard Heidi gurgle throatily. “I’m gonna cum, honey… gonna cum… gonna… uuggg… I’m cummin’… I’m cummin’… oh, God… ooohhhhh…”

“So’m I!” Joey shouted, grinding his loins down tightly against hers and wedging the bloated head of his cock securely into the deep end of her pussy.

Flora watched, fascinated and horrified, as Joey’s ass cheeks clenched and his whole body went tense and stiff and he poured his thick, hot jism into Heidi’s thirsty young cunt in long, stringy gobs. She had never seen anything as wonderfully exciting. Her own pussy was hot and itchy. Her fuck cream oozed out and seeped through her thin panties to dribble down the insides of her thighs.

“Oh, Joey, Joey, Joey!” Heidi squealed happily when he’d finally stopped spurting and slumped limp and exhausted onto the bed. “There’s nothing I like better than a cunt full of hot thick cum!”

Her breathing harsh and ragged and her knees weak from what she’d just witnessed, Flora slipped noiselessly away from the open door.

CHAPTER TWO

Flora spent the rest of that day wandering around in a semi-daze. She’d been stunned by the sight of Joey and Heidi fucking up a storm on the bed. As a mother, she knew she should be enraged. But as a woman, she was strangely thrilled. Flora Enwright had been considered an easy piece of ass ever since she was a teenager. Now, although she was almost forty, she looked at least ten years younger. She was a curly haired brunette, with large soft-brown eyes and a body that was still delectably curvaceous.

Since her divorce three years ago, she’d stayed away from men, thinking that she had finally outgrown that sort of thing. And, except for a few sleepless nights, she’d been happy enough. Rut now she just couldn’t get her mind off the beautiful sight of her son’s big, thick cock fucking in and out of Heidi’s streaming little pussy. She was jittery, high-strung, worded and horny as hell.

Finally, she decided that she just had to do something about the way she was feeling. When the idea first crossed her mind, she felt her sensitive cunt lips start to moisten and twitch in anticipation.

“Joey?” she called from her bedroom. “Will you come here for a minute, dear?”

Joey was sitting in the living room, watching TV. “Okay,” he called back.

He entered the bedroom, and he almost fell over when he saw his lovely mother standing by the bed. She was wearing a sheer shortie nightgown that ended just below her crotch and displayed every curve and swell of her luxuriant body. His gaze dropped to her round, fleshy thighs and the long, trim calves that showed below the hemline of her nightie. As his eyes moved upward, they took in every delicious detail of her wantonly revealed body. She was wearing neither panties nor bra, and he could see plainly the big, heavy globes of her tits with their pointy brownish nipples. Just below the wet curve of her soft belly, he could see the swirly cunt hair.

Flora moved across the room with a shimmy of her ass and jiggle of her tits and put her hands lightly on his shoulders.

“I was wondering if you’d do something for me,” she murmured softly. “Something extra special.”

“Sure, if I c-can.” The swollen nubs of her nipples were almost touching his chest, covered only by the silky material of her negligee.

“Oh, I’m sure you can do this, Joey,” she giggled. She had already decided to use the direct and honest approach, and now he’d given her the perfect opening. “I’ve already seen you doing it!”

“What?” The way she was dressed and the soft, purring tone of her voice was driving him crazy. He already had half a hard-on, and his prick was getting longer and thicker by the second.

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