I felt something and had to look down. D had put her hand on my thigh and was rubbing on my leg. I felt her lightly squeeze and my dick responded by spilling a small amount of cum into my briefs.
Mom had become less self aware as the music played, and her body just let go. She was now on the floor in front of us. Mom had her ass firmly planted on the floor with her hands behind her. Mom spread her legs and braced her weight on her hands and feet lifting her ass high off the floor. Faster and faster mom went, until it appeared like she was humping the air.
My mind raced as her crotch stared at my face and shifted up and down. My mouth began to water as mom again moved her hand to her mound. She moved onto her back and rubbed her mound while her ass continued lifting and falling. Faster mom’s hand went as her hips pushed up off the floor. I thought I was going to die as my heart pounded hard in my chest and sweat formed on my brow, until mom put me over the edge.
Mom got up on her knees with her legs spread wide and straightened her upper body. Her eyes were closed as she swayed and moved to the music. I watched as her left hand ever so slowly reached for her excited breasts and toyed with them. Mom clutched, squeezed, and rubbed as her mouth parted and light whimpers escaped her mouth.
Mom slowly glided her right hand down her body. Down to her waist it went, until her fingers reached the rim of the sweat pants. I gasped as I watched mom twist a knuckle under the material and the rest of her fingers disappeared. The material was so tight the bulge clearly showed her hand as it slithered down to her pussy.
I held my breath as her fingers manipulated and played with her sacred spot. Faster and faster her hand went. Mom’s mouth parted more and her breath quickened. Her other hand still caressed and toyed with her hard nipples as they protruded out of the tight shirt. Mom’s hips began to move back and forth as her fingers dug at her cunt. Mom moaned, pushed and bucked, faster and faster. Loud whimpers and moans were heard over the music as mom pleasured herself in the presence of her own son. And then it happened. I watched as her body tightened and her hand pushed hard into her mound. “Ohh. Ugh. Ugh. Awww!!!” I heard mom sigh and grunt, as her body shook out of control.
I was so engrossed watching my dear beloved mother bring herself to orgasm in front of me, I didn’t realize I had shot my own load into my pants. Mom had made me cum. My own mother. I felt D shift her hand and reach for my cock as she spoke words of encouragement to my mom as she recovered from her climax.
“Ronda, that was so hot. I think George is going to love it. Don’t change a thing,” she said as her head turned and looked at me. “What did you think of your mom’s performance, Randy?” Mom quickly stopped all movement and opened her eyes. I think in her aroused state of mind she had forgotten I was present because her face went red as she removed her hand from her pants and rapidly stood up.