“Is this what you’ve been wanting Helen?” John growled, slamming into her hot wet cunt savagely.
“Yes, yes, yes! Fuck me you motherfucker!” Helen wailed, trying to push her hips up to meet the battering ram that was filling her pussy so full.
Placing his hands at the back of her knees he pushed her legs down until they were almost touching her tits. He couldn’t deny the effect her pussy was having on his cock. The heat around his shaft was building and he could feel the throbbing increase as he plunged faster and faster into her sopping wetness. Leaning over her he began to take long strokes in and out to prolong the orgasm that was fast approaching.
Madison watched as her son leaned forward giving her a better view of his cock as it went in and out of Helen’s bald pussy. Until now she hadn’t realized how long it was. Butterflies began dancing in her stomach as she worked her hand furiously over her mound, her eyes glued to the thick wet muscle that was her son’s hard cock. She barely had time to pull her hand away from her tit and clamp it over her mouth to stifle the moan the accompanied her release. Shame washed over her as she felt her orgasm rip through her. When it slowed enough for her to move she fled out of the room and didn’t stop until she was back by the pool. Her hands were trembling so hard it took two tries to fix herself a drink.
“Ohhhh Fuucccckkkkk!” Helen screamed as her cunt clamped around John’s cock and released a flood of juice.
John felt her cum and couldn’t hold back any longer. Gritting his teeth he buried his cock into her as far as it would go his spunk erupting from him like a volcano.
Helen felt his cock twitching with each spurt of cum. She felt it drip out and slid down the crack of her ass. Eagerly her cunt milked as much of his cum out as it could before he slid to the side and collapsed on the bed next to her, the wet sucking sound of his cock plopping out of her saturated hole resonating in her ears. Dazed she sat up, gave him one last look and walked unsteadily out of the room. She made it as far as her bed where she fell onto her back and passed out. John crawled all the way onto his and did the same thing.
Madison downed the first drink in one swallow then carefully fixed another before sitting heavily into her chair. She couldn’t believe that she’d just masturbated while watching her son fuck the shit out of Helen. The thing that had her worried the most was how much she’d actually enjoyed herself. The orgasm she’d had wasn’t earthshaking, but it had been better than any she’d had in a very long time. Without realizing she was doing it she began to rub her mound once more. When it finally dawned on her what she was doing she was very close to having another orgasm. Yanking her hand away from her mound she was startled by the sudden giggle that poured from her lips. My God, have I turned into a Helen she asked herself? Living just for the pleasure life offered, no questions asked? In the back of her mind a little voice chimed in. Why not Madi? When’s the last time you actually had fun just for fun’s sake? When was the last time you were fucked as hard as Helen was getting fucked right now?