“Oh God!” She howled at this unexpected but not unwelcome stimulation. Still reeling from her orgasm, she realized what he was doing. The idea of any sexual play involving her was morally repulsive to her but her puckered hole seemed to have a way of overruling that concept. She tried to hide it but whenever she got to a highly aroused state, her asshole became hot and tingly as was the case now. She mostly hid it from her now dead husband because he was so big she feared what anal intercourse would do to her rectum. She felt the same fear with Carsten as he was even bigger but right now her extraordinarily responsive little asshole was getting attention.
She reached down and grabbed her thighs, pulling them back and opening her ass up to more of his face. He pushed fiercely into the tight asshole trying to get his tongue into opening. She felt her sphincter open up a little to have room for the tip of his tongue. The tightness of her anal muscles resisted as her shithole had not been used for sex in a few years and was nearly a virgin ass for sexual purposes.
With incredible patience, the step-son kept licking and poking at her back door, thrilling her and pushing her towards another wonderful orgasm. When his hand reached up and pressed down onto her pubic mound, she knew it was coming soon. He pressed his thumb down on her clit and her body jerked in response, which was enough for him to jam his tongue into her ass as deep as it would reach. She felt his lips hard against her anus, his tongue wiggling inside her sphincter and his thumb on her clit. She opened her eyes for a second and saw his head between her thighs in her kitchen in the middle of the day. The total depravity of the situation overwhelmed her and she screamed as her body was totally swamped by the most mind-blowing orgasm.
“AHHHH SHIT!” she yelled. “OHHH GOD YES-YES-YES!” Carsten had to pull back from her and quickly stand up to keep her from falling off the counter and she thrashed about. It was a few moments before she recovered and was back to something like normal; except there was nothing normal about the son of your recently dead husband eating you to orgasm in the kitchen in the middle of the day. And yet she found she could not stop.
Animalistic fervor took her mind, removing all remaining thoughts of indignity. She slid off the counter and found her legs wobbly as Carsten held her steady. She pushed him back a bit and sank to her knees in front of him, her face in front of his loose boxer shorts. Without coherent thought or plan, she pulled down his boxers, releasing his large cock so it jutted out at her. Then suddenly she had her step-son’s thick cock in her mouth. She slowly slid her lips over the bulbous head, then started working inch after inch of his shaft into her mouth. She only stopped when she felt it touch her throat, nearly causing her to gag. Then Mary began sucking the prick with exceptional vigor, her eyes closed.
Carsten groaned and reached out to a chair to support himself, not trusting his own legs. His step-mother sucked the delicious cock with more intensity, shocking herself with her enthusiasm suck the cum right out of his prick. She actually forced her lips further into his hairy crotch, gagging herself in an attempt to envelope all of his cock meat. The huge prick responded to her by growing even bigger and stiffer. The cock knob puffed up obscenely, pulsating on the roof of her mouth.