Ashley and John were soon standing naked off of the left side of the bed, arms wrapped around each, embroiled in a blazing French kiss. Little moans escaped from both of them as their illicit attraction was physically materializing.
“Oh, honey!”
“Mmm, mom!”
The young Adonis gently pushed his mother onto the bed. His eyes scanned her curvy, luscious body. Her big, beautiful breasts quivered with desire and excitement. They jiggled, begging for his mouth and hands. Her erect nipples, so mouthwatering, also seemed to scream for his attention. He would spend orally and manually adoring her traffic-stopping bust another time. For now his mind and mouth were laser-like in their destination. He slithered down the opulent female form, off the bed onto his knees, with his face now hovering over Ashley’s simmering vagina.
The in-heat aroma was musky, overpowering, and alluring. The whole pubic mound throbbed with sexual thirst. Her pubic hair was like a small patch of golden wheat, now matted down from her drenched panties. The labia majora was puffy and shiny. The labia minora was parted like a rose, revealing its moist, inner pinkness. The stiff clitoris projected from its hood. Pearly pussy juice steadily drooled out of the open slit.
“Oh, John!” yelled Ashley as she felt his face drop onto her crotch, and he proceeded to mash it all over her twat and inner thighs.
The young man was acting like he was possessed, or trying desperately to return face-first to the womb that bore him. John furiously rubbed his face over every inch of the forbidden cunt, smearing her nectar all over himself and her. He quickly brushed his cheeks against her thighs and vulva. This caused Ashley’s breathing to start coming in short gasps, and her hands to massage her breasts.
“Yes, baby! Yes, John! Eat your mom!” the divorcee hollered. It was half a command, half a plea.
He progressed with his facial massage, now mixing it with brief licks and kisses to her pubic hair, mons, and the crease of her thighs. He inhaled copious amounts of her pussy perfume. The college kid relished in greasing his face with another coat of her flowing honey.
John soon began to rub his face into Ashley’s delirious and humid cunt more slowly. This gave way to his tongue languidly fluttering up and down her enflamed petals. His head bobbed north to south, south to north, making sure his tongue lapped at the entire length of her juicy slit. The tangy taste of his mother’s pussy had a stranglehold on the young man. He wanted to taste, savor and swallow every drop of the forbidden ambrosia. For John, there was only one word to describe the taste of his mother’s pussy: scrumptious.
Suddenly, the voluptuous MILF’s eyes popped open wide and she wailed. “Ohhhh!”
Ashley’s muculent outer lips vibrated in delight as John’s tongue slithered in between them, barreling inward.
“Oh, you horny bastard! Stick in your tongue in it! Stick your tongue in it!” the writhing beauty lustily cheered. “Fuck mommy with your tongue!”
And that’s just what John. He corkscrewed his slippery tongue deep into his mother’s drenched, frantic muff, giving her unimaginable pleasure.