Again, backing away a bit and squatting, he had a magnificent view of his mother’s pussy… to him… her treasure.
The beefy labia was nearly hidden from view, trimmed with a thick forest of pubic hair, her hole shut tight. His right hand was massaging his rockhard cock. Did he dare?
“Mom! Are you a wake?” He quizzed with considerable volume. “Mom! Wake up!” He voiced a bit louder, shaking her thigh.
With no response, he made his decision. He would touch her pussy… thumb it. With 4 fingers, spread wide, on her right buttock, his thumb stroked the length of her labia crack, then, pushed between the thick lips, then, probed her hole up to the joint, then, gently thumb fucked her. Finally declaring mentality, he would have her pussy.
Jane’s bed was rather high and positioned her backside so Joey could step in between her bent and balanced legs and place the tip of his cock to the entrance to her treasure. He poked, finding her fuck hole, pushing the domed head in her.
Joey caught her feet as they teetered and dropped. He pushed them forward without regard to waking his mother. He pushed! He pushed and watched his cock disappear into her most forbidden depths. He mashed against her buttocks, his entire length embedded deep into her.
He remained still a full minute, feeling her warm pussy grip his cock.
Joey began to stroke into her slowly, intoxicated by the fact, ignoring her drunken unconsciousness, he fucked his mother. His lust was all-consuming and he didn’t care if she found out later.
Poor Joey! He was so enthralled and overcome by the incestuous coupling with his mother that he did not last long. He never increased his rhythm, pounding her ass lustfully as he had intended. However, and for whatever reason, he yanked his cock clear as it erupted, sending a large amount of white semen onto her buttocks and into the crack of her ass. Joey gripped his cock, jerking at it firmly to drain it completely. He was breathing heavily.
Joey began to pace back and forth behind his mother the length of the bed. He felt perversion and disorientation overwhelm him. After a few long minutes of pacing, he stopped behind his mother, her legs had dropped down as he had found him earlier. He stared at her bubbled ass and the cum that puddled on her butt cheeks and seeped down the crack of her ass. His cock was at full erection and he once more felt overwhelmed by desire. He lifted and put her legs up once more, placing his cock once more, and with little concern or ado, shoved home.
Joey would finish his fantasy. With arms wrapped around his mother’s legs to keep them aloft, he began to stroke into her moderately, then, aggressively, pounding against her buttocks, sending his cock deep. He deemed her pussy loose, in comparison to his only other conquest, not considering the youthfulness of the neighborhood girl. It mattered but briefly. Incestuous lust over rode all else. He grunted repeatedly as she slammed into his mother’s pussy with no concern for her well-being. After long minutes, of stabbing and pounding her, he groaned like a stricken animal, remaining in and shoving deep into her as his cock erupted.