She twisted at his balls with one hand, pressing the back of his head with the other. She closed her hot thighs about his face, and Roger, his head upside down between his mother's thighs, sucked and licked at her throbbing clit hungrily, finding the fuck juices sweet and tasty. His tongue slipped downward and stabbed into his mother's cunt. Carol let out an excited sob of rapture, and began, to grind at his mouth.
"Eat me! Eat me!" Carol squealed. "Oh, baby, suck Mother's cunt! Eat Mother's hot pussy! Lick my hairy cunt, Roger! Oooo, suck hard, tongue hard! Use your tongue like a cock, baby! Tongue fuck me in my fucking hot cunt!"
Roger clung to his mother's thighs that were wrapped about his head now. He licked and sucked at her cunt, his tongue going everywhere because she thrashed and churned so wildly into his face. His nose snorted hot air against her naked ass, his tongue diving deeply then his lips sucked at her clit again. Carol screamed and gurgled, twisting at her son's hairless balls in mindless rapture. She bounced her naked ass up and down, beating her pulsating cunt into his face, twisting her crotch in tight circles.
"Oooo, suck me, suck me!" she cried. "Suck Mother's cunt, Roger! Oh, you're going to make me come, baby! Suck my cunt and make me come… make me come right in your fucking mouth, darling!"
Roger's tongue fucked in and out of his mother's cunt, thrusting with rapid stabs. He could feel her pussy clawing at his tongue. But his tongue was not as long as his cock and stabbed only an inch or so. Yet that was enough to send Carol over into a shaking, shuddering orgasm.
"I'm coming!" she screamed loudly, smashing her contracting cunt into her son's face with almost brutal power. "Oooo, you're eating my fucking hot cunt and making me come and I love it and your tongue is so good and I want you to suck my cunt and eat my pussy and lick my cunt and make me never stop coming and I love you and… oooo, God!"
The final spasms of her overwhelming orgasms shattered her, both physically and mentally. Carol's hips shot up hard into her son's face as the final contractions shot through her.
And still Roger sucked and licked.
"Please, no more!" Carol cried, trying to shove his face from between her legs. "No more, Roger! Ohhhh, baby, stop sucking me! My cunt can't take anymore! Stop, darling, please stop!"
Reluctantly, he lifted his face. Standing upright, he grinned down at his mother, his face smeared with cunt juices, his lips looking puffy. He ran his tongue over his lips, tasting the hot fuck juices there.
"You sure taste good, Mother," he giggled.
"My cunt tastes good?" she asked softly, stroking his hip. "Is Mother's cunt sweet, baby?"
"The sweetest, Mother."
She laughed suddenly. "How do you know it's the sweetest cunt? Have you been kissing your cousin's little pussy?"
"Aw, Mother!" Roger said, blushing slightly. "Don't worry about it." She smiled.
CHAPTER FIVE
With his cock resting in the palm of her hand, Carol lay on the couch, her lovely dark-blonde hair fanned about her beautiful face. Roger ran his eyes over his mother's naked body, seeing her flawlessly tight, round tits, with her light brown nipples still arching upward. He saw her flat stomach, her narrow waist, then her long, long legs. Finally he gazed again at the thick triangle of her curly cunt hair.
Carol's face still gleamed with fuck juice and her eyes burned with a light that was both perverse and delighted as she looked at the head of his cock.
"Pee in my face!" She whispered.
"AW, Mother."
"Do it, baby," she urged in a throaty voice. "I want you to pee in my face. Please, Roger, piss in my cocksucking face!"
Roger giggled nervously, not knowing if his mother was playing or not.
"Yes, it is a cocksucking face, Roger," she murmured. "Didn't I just suck your cock, make you come in my face? That makes Mother's face a cocksucking face, I'd say. Now I want you to piss in it. I want you to hold your sweet cock up and send your hot piss into my face!"
"Do it!" she hissed.
"I'll try!" he agreed.
He shoved his hips out a little, holding his cock up. Carol stared at the piss hole, holding her breath. She ran her tongue over her lips, getting a slight taste of Roger's come juice.
"Piss," Carol hissed. "Piss in Mother's face!"
Roger strained, and began to dribble a little piss. Carol watched and began to gurgle as pee dropped to her tits.
"More!" she urged hotly. "Piss more, darling!"
Roger tried, but something was holding him back.
"Ohhbh, please, baby!" she pleaded hotly. "Piss on me! Piss on Mother! Piss on Mother's tits and wash my face in your hot piss! Hurry, Roger! Oh, God, please hurry and piss in my cocksucking face!"
Carol's hips twisted on the couch, her legs opening and closing as she stared and waited for her son to send a hot stream of piss across her tits and face. She squeezed his balls then turned them loose. She shoved his fingers away from his cock and took hold of it herself, aiming the piss hole at her straining tits.
"Piss on them!" she shouted. "Piss on Mother's fucking tits and piss in my cocksucking face! Piss on me now, Roger!"
"I'm trying, Mother."
Carol waited, holding her son's cock with a thumb and finger.
With a sigh, Roger released his piss.
"Ohhhh!" Carol gurgled as the golden piss splashed across her naked tits. She worked his cock about, causing his piss to rain upon both her tits, drenching them with wetness. Her nipples bulged up hard, tingling. The hot piss on her creamy flesh sent a shiver of ecstasy flooding through her, and her cunt twitched and began to pulsate again. She washed her hand across her piss-soaked tits, then, with a wild cry of perverse rapture, shoved her hand between her spreading thighs and began to finger-fuck herself vigorously, humping her hips up and down. She twisted her son's cock until the hot piss was raining directly into her face. She squealed as she began to come, her cunt pumping at her buried fingers. The hot piss washed his come juice from her face and neck and Carol closed her eyes, aiming his piss from her forehead to her chin.
Roger stared down at her, his eyes big and excited.
"Oh, Mother!"
"Piss in my fucking face!" she whimpered, stabbing all her fingers in and out of her hairy, gripping cunt. "Piss in my face! I love it, Roger! Oh, God! Piss all over Mother! It's so hot, so wet! I'm coming, darling! Mother's cunt is coming and don't stop pissing on me!"
But Roger was finished.
His cock dribbled and finally stopped.
"Ohhhh. I want more!" Carol sobbed, and suddenly lifted her head. She closed her lips around the end of her son's cock, sucking wildly.
She drew a few final drops of hot pies from his prick into her mouth, and swallowed greedily. Her hand was squeezing her cunt now, smashing her clitoris.
"Oh, God!" she wailed, falling back to the couch, legs splayed wide open and her arms loose now. "Wonderful! So fucking wonderful, Roger!"
"Did you really like it, Mother?"
"I loved it, darling," she said softly, her eyes filled with love for him. "I loved it as much as having your cock come in my face and up my cunt."
She lifted her head, kissing the tip of his prick.
"Now, go shower and then find Ginger to play with."
She sat up on the couch, caressing her wet tits. "What are you going to do, Mother?"
"I'm going to clean myself up," she said, "and get all pretty for you. You don't think we're going to stop fucking each other now, do you?"
"I hope not! Mother!" he grinned.
"Then get cleaned up!" she said, slapping his hip playfully, "and when you find Ginger, don't try to fuck her."
"Why not?" Roger asked.
"Because I have some ideas." His mother grinned wickedly. "Play with her, feel her little cunt all you want, but wait before you try to fuck her."