Sexy psychologist helps mother and son mate

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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.

“Oh, Ashley! John! You guys have me…” she couldn’t continue the sentence as her climax hit.

John could not hear Holly. He was still plastered in between his mother’s legs which were now wrapped around him. Ashley, on the other hand, did hear the therapist say something. She lifted her head up and saw the redhead nude and masturbating on the lounge. Having another woman—another hot older woman like herself, the same woman who instigated this sex act no less—naked and getting off on her and her son, turned on the parent. The arousal of the blonde, already ballistic thanks to John’s expert oral mechanics, was increased knowing she was being watched. Ashley doubled her writhing motions and heightened her moaning

“Johnnnyyyy! Eeeaaattttt mmmeeee! Uggghhhh! Oh, yessss!”

The mother humped her son’s face into orgasmic oblivion. The spasming of her nether region, the torrential outpouring of her sap, and the pornographic sounds she made gave the young lover an incredible rush. He felt a decadent thrill and pride at what he was doing. He remained tenacious in sticking to her thundering cunt, so that his mouth, tongue, and fingers could finish making her happy.

When it was all over, Ashley, John and Holly were all spent. He remained within his mother’s legs, his head quietly lying on her vulva, with his arms wrapped around her thighs. He was over the moon and so proud of himself for what he just accomplished. In his perverted mind, he felt like he had just won the Stanley Cup, World Series, and Super Bowl all in one shot. His eyes cast upward, watching his mom’s breasts rising and falling as her breathing returned to normal and she had a post-orgasmic grin on her face.

The stud raised himself and bent over his mother. Her closed eyes opened as she felt the bed move. She looked up at her smiling son. His entire head glistened with her juices. Her scent was like a heavy aura around his face. She returned the smile. He lowered his face and they kissed. As they shared her nectar and their saliva, the tongues soon danced together feverishly. Then she began to greedily suck on his tongue. The blonde had often tasted herself while masturbating. But now that nectar was being orally provided by her son, it was such an incredible turn-on for her.

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