Jenny's flaming red tresses tumbled free as Tommy snatched her black wig off. Her hair fell like tongues of fire over his cock and balls as she gulped on his cock-meat. Jenny didn't realize that her disguise had been penetrated for a moment. She took a few more slugs on her son's cock before she noticed her own hair lashing his loins.
Then she gasped and glanced tap at Tommy's face to see how he was reacting to the sudden revelation that it was his own mother munching his cock-meat.
But Tommy hadn't realized it.
His eyes were closed and his head thrown back as his ass and hips jerked on the cum strokes.
He was whipping the black wig up and down above Jenny's head, not yet realizing that those raven tresses were no longer attached to her.
She pounded her mouth up and down, in rhythm with his hands, maintaining the deception. She calculated that as long as she kept swallowing on his prick she could still keep him from realizing who she was.
But it was a temporary reprieve.
Once the youth had shot his wad off he was going to look down at her, wanting to see his fuck-juice dribbling from her lips and as soon as the youth did that he was certain to see that they were his mother's lips.
She slowed the pace, prolonging the embarrassing moment of discovery. But as soon as her head started to rise and fall at a slower rate than his hands, Tommy groaned, shaking the wig violently, thinking that he was urging her to keep up the tempo that would bring him off. She bobbed faster again. Preliminary goo was gushing down her gullet and Jenny knew that she had only seconds before her son slimed her mouth and sub sequently found out that she was not cousin Wanda, after all.
Then a desperate maneuver occurred to her. Holding his prick buried in her maw, she began to rotate her lush body, slowly revolving around the pivot of his cock-stalk and shifting into the position of inverted love. Wriggling on her knees, her ass jerking, she spun through a half circle and threw one leg across his torso.
She shoved her cunt back into his face.
Tommy began to lick and suck immediately as that wet cunt clamped against his mouth.
Now the boy was blinded and muffled in her groin and even should he open his eyes, he would be able to see nothing but her ass and cunt.
With her masquerade secure once more, Jenny began to suck hungrily toward the conclusions on her son's cock and Tommy lapped her cunt and prepared to blow his fuck-juice into what he still believed to be his cousin Wanda's mouth.
But, as Tommy sixty-nined away in blissful ignorance, his sister had no such delusions.
Belinda gasped in shock when the wig came off and that flaming hair tumbled free.
The contact lenses and the cosmetics, without the raven wig, provided no disguise at all.
"Holy shit!" Belinda cried as she realized that the mysterious stranger was no stranger at all that it was Mom sucking on Tommy's cock.
But her shock faded instantly, replaced by flaming lances of raging lust.
Watching Mom blow Tommy was even more exciting than seeing a supposed stranger sucking his prick. And, too, she had the added thrill of seeing Tommy lapping Mom's muff. Belinda was seething, jealous of both ends of that reversed lovemaking hungry for her brother's cock and jizz and equally hot for her mother's cunt-cum.
And now, under the circumstances, just about anything seemed possible.
Belinda knew that her brother was game for incest and now it was undeniably evident that their mother shared their tastes for the taboo.
Belinda was burning with the desire to join in the family frolics and share the forbidden fruit but for the moment her eyes held her captive.
Jenny squirmed on her son's face and jumped her head on his cock. Her face was a mask of passion, false eyelashes fluttering, bangle earrings bouncing, ruby red lips working lustfully on his cock-meat.
Suddenly her mouth was full of cum.
Tommy's first squirt came abruptly, catching her without warning. She gasped as hot spunk hosed her throat, then gulped it down greedily to make room for more.
Her lips pulled up to his knob as another jism sped from his pisshole, foaming over her tongue in a creamy cascade. Then she bobbed down again, taking him ball-deep into her maw as he spurted down her gorge.
Her son's cum was hot and thick and scrumptious and Jenny swallowed joyfully, pumping more out by ducking her head up and down and sucking steadily.
She slammed her face down to the base of his cock-rod and took a foaming geyser down her throat, then drew back up and took another dose on her tongue.
As she milked on his cock-head, jizz and saliva poured down his shaft, drenching the exterior as more came rushing up the inside of the meaty hose. Then she ducked down and sucked it back from his prick.
No cock had ever creamed her so sweetly, nor with such lavish abundance. Even while Tommy was still shooting off, filling her belly, Jenny was looking forward to blowing the boy again and again.
Cousin Wanda might have to stay for an extended visit, she figured and maybe Jenny Duncan might have to take a trip out of town for a week or two so that a mother's presence didn't hinder things.
She hoped that her daughter would be equally willing to have oral sex with a vagabond aunt.
But, of course, Belinda knew better and, knowing the truth, was even more.
Tony's cumming began to wind down.
His prick was still spurting out spume, but now he was no longer shooting on every stroke of her head. He squirted on every second stroke, then every third, as the pressure in his balls diminished.
At last he stopped heaving up from the bed, although he continued to suck her cunt industriously, drinking her pussy-nectar ravenously as if his cumming had parched his loins and he was replenishing his fluids out of her foaming fuck-hole, replacing through his mouth what he had spent out of his cock and cumbags.
His prick still towered up, hard and swollen. Jenny kept on sliding her mouth up and down his cock-stalk, coaxing out a few last drops. Then she collared his cock-head in her lips and milked out the meager dregs.
She licked his deflated balls and was delighted to find that they were already recharging, slowly expanding with another load of fuck juice.
She was yearning for a cuntful now.
But what about her disguise?
Then Tommy solved that dilemma. Still totally unaware that he had scalped her of a wig in his face-fucking frenzy, Tommy released the silken tresses. The wig fluttered down to the bed beside his loins.
His hands slid up her curvy flanks and cupped her by the wide, firm cheeks of her ass.
He drew her groin down onto his upturned face as he drank from her cunt-gash.
Jenny suckled on his prick a bit longer, nursing the knob and staring down the stalk as she watched, with great satisfaction, his balls balloon anew.
Then she pulled her mouth off him and straightened up, still on his face but kneeling upright now. She squirmed around, groin grinding and big tits swinging. Then she grabbed the wig and replaced it on her head.
She turned toward the mirror for it was a real mirror on that side of the wall. Gazing at her reflection, she carefully adjusted the raven dark wig, making sure that all of her flaming hair was concealed.
She was staring right into her daughter's eyes through the one-way glass, as well, but Jenny didn't realize that her spy mirror was being used. Belinda gazed back through the glass, thrilled to see Tommy's creamy cum-juice streaking their mom's painted mouth. The bright red lipstick was smeared with milky ribbons of spunk.
Then the girl's eyes shifted and she watched Jenny's wet cunt mop Tommy's face. She licked her lips. Her hot mouth was so full of saliva that it felt as if a cock had just shot off into her maw.
Belinda was longing for another load of brotherly love and yearning for her first load of mother's milk, not knowing which she hungered for most.
She was clawing at her cunt, but that caress was only incidental. Belinda's mouth was a lot hornier than her pussy, at the moment.
She lingered at the glass, waiting to see what developed next and which creamy feast would become available to her, when she joined them.
Cum and cunt-juice were equally welcome to the girl.
And, as it turned out, the lucky little minx got to drink them both at once…