“Uh, ughhh!” groaned the overheating blonde as her cunt muscles contracted around his coiling tongue. “Oh, you dirty little boy—sticking your tongue in mommy’s pussy! Ahh! That’s it. Motherfuck me with your tongue! Motherfuck me!”
Meanwhile Holly, laying on the chaise lounge, was enthralled at the decadent sight before her. She was also bare, after just having brought down along her long legs the soggy material that was her panties. With a flick of her foot, she kicked them off. It landed near her discarded bra. One hand was caressing a heavy breast and stiff nipple, while the other was between her open legs.
“Aaahhhh!” the redhead groaned as she curled her index and middle fingers into her warm, gooey cunt and expertly fingered herself.
“So fucking hot!” she hissed in lewd appraisal of the illicit cunnilingus she helped ignite. “That’s it John! Eat your mother. Eat her good!” she whorishly encouraged.
The fingers that had been slipping in and out of Holly’s blazing twat were quickly raised to her mouth. The licentious doctor noisily sucked her own cream from the digits, and returned them to her open crevice. She wiggled her fine ass deeper into the lounge and spread further her legs, getting more comfortable to masturbate while watching the raunchy act on the bed.
John was like a man with a steak after weeks in the desert. He was insatiable feasting on Ashley’s pussy. He had stiffened his tongue and jabbed it into the frantic hole with agility and urgency. Then he suckled on the eager labia minora, gently rolling them between his own lips, delighting in their slick, wrinkled texture.
Ashley moaned, “Eat mommy’s pussy! Eat it! Oh, yes, son, eat me!”
The ecstasy Ashley was enjoying was about to be maximized as John headed north—to the prized clitoris. In a concentrated barrage, he flicked his tongue at it. He swiped at the sexual pearl with determined and lustful strokes. The nerve endings in the clit lit up like a Christmas tree…and therefore lit up Ashley. Her orgasm was sweeping over her like a tidal wave.
“Ugghhhh!” she grunted.
Her talented son had just inserted a finger into her gushing cunt, then quickly rammed it in and out while he lapped at her clit. He managed to insert another finger into her greased anus and completed the cunnilingus trifecta. The gorgeous divorcee was now flaying about like a fish out of water.
“Ohhhh, Johnnnnny! I’m cumming. Don’t stop! Uggghhh! You FUCKING sexy son, you’re making mommy cum!”
The power of Ashley’s orgasm was immense. She held his head steadfastly in between her splayed thighs, curled her toes, undulated her hips, and lustfully ground her flooded, convulsing sex into John’s face. She rode it as if she was in rodeo. Her cuntal lips were spread on his face, swamping more of her honey from his chin to his scalp.
Holly was also cumming. Heated whimpers came from the sexy psychologist as she furiously rubbed her own love button after a steady dose of intense finger-fucking. Her whole lower body buffeted as her open, sodden pussy jettisoned a torrent of love oils, staining the chaise lounge.