She moved again. She was slowly inching her crotch upward, pausing again at his lower chest. She wiggled her hips, circling them slowly in a teasing gesture, still holding her cunt wide open. Juices were dripping from her cunt now. She moved her crotch higher, until it was perhaps six inches from her sons face. "I just pissed, Johnny," she whispered.

She began to piss into his shorts, leaning back against the water tank with her eyes closed. Hot piss boiled over her hand as she held his shorts there. The hissing sound of her piss sent ripples of excitement up and down her creamy, unblemished flesh. The shorts became soaked in her hot piss, and she rubbed them at her pussy. No longer pissing, Peggy pressed the wet shorts into her cunt, and slowly began to finger-fuck herself.

Still sobbing loudly with ecstasy, she jerked her hips backwards about an inch, and her sons tongue stabbed into her gripping cunt. Peggy screamed again as he fucked his tongue up and down, plunging it deeply into her pussy. The orgasms went on and on, stretching out until she felt as if they would never end. "Eat... eat!" she cried out. "Oh, God, eat me! Eat my cunt, Johnny! Eat Mothers juicy cunt! Suck the cunt juices out of Mothers hot, wet, hairy cunt! Ohhh,

Peggy didnt wait for him to answer. She gulped her sons cock hungrily into her mouth, her tongue flying about the shaft. She bobbed up and down, making groaning sounds. She felt her cunt grip and squeeze at her delving finger, her clit smashing at her palm. She sucked at her sons cock greedily and noisily, making wet sounds as she finger fucked herself in the pussy. Her eyes rolled inside her head, her lovely face flushed with mindless pleasure.

Johnnys cock stirred, then lifted into hardness as he gazed into his mothers beautiful, hairy cunt, watching her piss strongly. He dropped to his knees, clutching his hard cock tightly. "Taste me!" Peggy cried. "Taste my piss, baby!" Johnny lowered his face, but his mothers stream was weakening. He leaned forward, catching the hot piss in his face. He opened his mouth and followed the dribbling piss to her cunt.

"You like to come in Mothers mouth, Johnny" she asked softly, stroking his ass, sliding her finger between his thighs and tickling his covered balls. "You really like it when you come in my mouth" Johnny nodded. "I like to come anywhere, Mom." "I know," she giggled, hugging his crotch tightly against her face, cupping the cheeks of his ass in her palms. "And you can, baby. You can come anywhere you want to come." "But I wanna fuck you, Mom," he said. "I wanna fuck you real bad." "But you do fuck me, Johnny," she replied.

She was holding his cock and touching it, and he couldnt understand why he couldnt at least see her body. She moved her hand to his balls, fondling them gently and tenderly. She held her head up with an elbow, her face near his hip and thigh. She leaned her face forward and kissed his thigh, pulling at his cock, watching his piss hole open and bead with juices. His thigh felt hot against her lips. She pressed the tip of her tongue outward, and tasted his flesh. She felt a near spasm in her cunt. Peggy was not experienced at sucking cock.

From his bedroom window, Johnny was indeed peeking. He caught a brief flash of the thick hair on his mothers cunt, and then her body was down. But to his delight, his mother wasnt hidden. He could see right down a neat row of vegetables. He watched his mother part her thighs, holding her jeans and panties out of the way. He could see the hair of her cunt, but was too far away to see her pussy clearly.

Somehow the towel was no longer covering her tits, and she felt her sons hot hand squeezing the naked firmness of it, her nipple boring into his palm. Johnny gasped in his efforts, banging his cock back and forth, never pulling it completely out of his mothers asshole. He clung to her tit tightly. "Mom!" he groaned. "Oh shit, Mom, its so good!" "Yes, Johnny!" she replied, twirling her ass frantically. "It is! Ohhh, baby, ram it to me! Ram it to me hard, real hard!" The rapture took control and Peggy

Peggy came from the bathroom wrapped in a towel. And saw her son sitting on her bed. He was sitting in the middle of her bed. His cock and balls were still hanging from his shorts, his legs crossed. Johnny looked up at his mother, his eyes seeing her long, slender thighs, the way the towel was tucked just over her swelling tits.