Janet had two hours to relax before dinner. Billy said he had some things to do downtown. His mother was glad for a chance to catch her breath before the evening's fun and games began.
In those two hours, she put dinner on the stove, timing things with the accuracy, despite all the booze and pills she had taken. Her son had been kind enough to leave her a wide assortment of pills. He told her which was which, but Janet's mind was too flooded with Scotch to give a damn about remembering complicated instructions. Instead, she just swallowed down a handful of the prettiest.
Without Billy's wonderful mouth getting in the way, Janet dressed quickly. She picked out the sexiest garment she owned. It was a black-sequined floor-length gown made of a softly spun material that molded to her body. Covered from head to toe, Janet looked naked. The crack of her ass was dearly outlined against the dress, along with her throbbing cuntlips and nipples.
Janet was startled by the sound of the doorman ringing on the intercom. She had expected Billy to be home by then, and figured he would take care of meeting Barbara. With all the pills she had downed, Janet knew tat she wasn't very steady. She was wearing very tall high-heels, in order to show-off the firm length of her legs.
Janet crossed the large living room to the front hallway. She made a last-minute check of the worn. The lights had already been turned down, casting dark, sexy shadows across the walls. She had to be careful not to trip over something in the darkness.
Barbara rang the bell on the door of her friend's apartment. She waited silently, feeling the blood rushing through her limbs. She could feel a deepening in her breathing, pushing her tits up towards the weight of her fur coat.
Janet hesitated for a moment. She didn't want Barbara to know that she had been waiting by the door, like a bitch in heat. She didn't want her to know that she would do anything in return for the touch of her body. Anything!
The lock clicked open and the latch turned. Janet stepped back into the hallway as the door swung open. She liked her body half-hidden in the shadows. She knew that the exotic aroma of her perfume and overflowing cunt would be more than enough to drag Barbara Foster into the apartment.
"Hello, darling," Barbara said, knowing the little game that Janet was playing.
"Come in, come in," Janet said, keeping her voice low and hot. "I was just going to check on dinner."
Barbara didn't like being left at the door, until her eyes followed Janet into the apartment. The woman had the walk of a jungle cat, or a whore hot for a buck! She knew just how to roll her ass. And that gown that she was wearing really highlighted the round firmness of her saucy buttocks.
Janet was putting on a little show for her guest. She was jumping at the chance to turn the bitch on. And Barbara knew it. Actually, she was flattered by all the trouble her friend was going to.
Barbara decided to play it coy with her own display time. She wasn't about to peel her fur off without an audience. Instead, she just sauntered over to the sofa, enjoying the cool air in the darkened apartment.
"You're working so hard," Barbara called out. "You're making me feel guilty. Can I fix you a drink, or help with something?"
"Hold on, sweetheart. I've fixed something special," Janet replied, removing a tray with glasses and a full pitcher from the refrigerator.
Barbara loved the idea of a surprise. She loved the whole idea of that night. The room was filling with the smells of a delicious dinner. What lay ahead promised to be a slow-paced exploration into perverted lust.
Janet held the cold tray out in front as she pushed her way through the swinging door into the living room. She stopped in her tracks at the beautiful sight of Barbara relaxing on the low-slung couch. A tiny light from a lamp beside her glowed across her. She had opened the top of her coat and her huge tits tumbled out.
Even in the darkened room, Barbara's hard nipples were clearly visible. The tips of her breasts were lighter than the rest of her tanned skin. The outline of her skimpy bikini drew attention to the hungry look of her swollen nipples.
Barbara could see that all the care she had taken was paying off. She could almost smell the cunt-juices bubbling between Janet's legs. Babs had fixed her coat so that the soft fur framed her tits, lifting them and making them look even more inviting.
"This is something Billy got ready before he left," Janet began, finally able to speak again.
"You mean Billy's not going to be…" Barbara said.
"Take it easy, sweetheart," Janet reassured. "He had to go out for a little while but he'll be back. He was really looking forward to seeing you," Janet continued, leaning forward to offer Barbara a glass.
As Janet moved forward, her fat tits heaved, stretching the material of her dress. The sight of those huge mounds really made Babs' mouth water.
"I told him about all the wonderful things we were going to do together. The three of us," Janet continued. "This is a special drink that my son whipped up for us," she explained, pouring the thick, patent brew into Barbara's glass.
"I'll bet that little bastard showed you a thing or two," Barbara joked, lifting the glass to her lips and taking a sip. "I've seen him in a wet bathing suit, honey, and I'll bet a lot of those little sluts and whores in his high school have seen him too. He's got a dick that looks like a ten-pound salami!"
"Take it easy with that stuff, baby," Janet teased. "Better drink it all down, not just sip the fucking thing to death. Billy pound up a hell of a lot of pills and shit and he said the best way to take it was fast."
"It is a little strong," Babs said, making a funny face after her first full swallow.
Janet poured herself a drink, put the tray on the coffee table, then sat down beside her guest. Their bodies were a few inches apart, and they could feel each other's body warmth.
"Let me put something on the stereo," Janet said, taking a deep pull from her glass before stumbling up to her feet.
Crossing the room to the stereo, Janet stopped to pick up a cigarette lighter. She knew that Billy had left a bunch of tightly rolled joints beside the turntable. A little grass would just hit the spot, she thought to herself, lifting a joint to her lips and lighting it.
Barbara couldn't tear her eyes from Janet's thrilling body. She was close to forty, but had the body of a hot cunt only twenty years old. She shuddered at the thought of the last time Janet had wrapped those long legs around her neck. She remembered sucking the sweetness out of her horny pussy.
In another few moments, hard, pulsing rock music poured from the speakers scattered throughout the immense room. Janet turned, a joint dangling from her lips. She felt the music take control, thrashing her body from side to side.
Barbara could feel the drink slamming into her brain. She couldn't imagine what could be in the stuff, and she didn't can. All she knew was that it was wonderful, burning her up as it surged through her blood to every part of her body.
Janet's wanton display of lewd dancing turned Barbara on even more. Her strong, slender fingers undid the remaining clasps holding her coat closed. Lifting her ass off the sofa while shrugging her shoulders, Babs took off her fur.
Janet's dark hungry eyes spotted the dampness between Barbara's legs immediately. There was a thin stream of cunt-juice rolling down her inner thigh. The older woman wanted to throw herself down between her friend's legs and suck the shit out of that beautiful snatch.
"Come here, you teasing bitch," Barbara hissed, finishing off the rest of her drink with one big gulp. "Get those tits of yours over here!" she continued, licking the last drops of her drink from her lips. "What did you have in mind?" Janet asked coyly, moving closer only a few inches.
"You whore!" Barbara laughed. "What the fuck do you think I have in mind with that wild-used body of yours? Do you think I want you for your fucking brains?"
"If you could figure out a way to fuck them, I'm sum you would!" Janet answered, giggling, stoned out of her mind as she dropped down onto the sofa beside her smashed friend.
Janet draped her arm around Babs naked shoulders while her fingers rubbed the younger woman's hard nipples. Her free hand pushed the burning joint between Barbara's sensual lips.
When Janet took back the tightly rolled reefer, she gabbed a quick hit and dropped it into the ashtray. Holding down the smoke, she pulled herself against Barbara's lush, naked tits.
Babs responded to the insistence of Janet's hungry mouth. She let her friend pry open her lips and teeth, opening the way for her lungful of smoke. As their drooling mouths pound together, the smoke passed between their heaving chests.
Billy couldn't have imagined a more thrilling sight than his mother and her best friend in the middle of the living room. He was glad they didn't hear him come in. He didn't want to interrupt a scene as marvelously perverted and twisted as that.
Billy stayed in the shadows of the hall, his right hand dropping down to unzip his fly and free his already stiffening dick. The thick tool poked its way through the folds of his jeans and underwear. His white briefs were covered with his mother's lipstick.
Barbara humped her body up against Janet's sequined figure. Her nipples loved the sharp edges on the shimmering material. Janet had shoved her hand down between Babs' naked thighs, right into the steaming heat of her quivering cunt. She was grinding the heel of her palm hard against her erect clitoris.
The contrast between Barbara's naked skin and his mother's sequin-covered body made Billy's prick really turn on and get as stiff as a shaft of steel. The swollen head of his dick filled big entire hand up with steaming meat. Even from across the room, he could hear the moist sounds of their mutual lust and hunger.
"Well look at this!" Billy suddenly said, swaggering out from the shadows.
The sight of Janet's son struck both women as comical. They wiled apart, laughing at his big hard-on that they hoped would soon be slamming the shit out of their asses, cunts mouths and throats.
Billy didn't mind hamming it up for the ladies. While he swung his cock from side to side, his horny gaze stayed on Babs Foster. He had seen her in some pretty wild outfits, but the bitch was even wilder naked. The dark stockings and high heels that she was wearing heightened the effect of her nude, lush figure.
Standing in front of the sofa, looking down into the faces of his mother and her best friend, Billy could see how really smashed they both were. They had a wild, wanton look in their eyes which grew wider as they focused on the bulbous tip of his prick.
"It's not nice to laugh at a guy," Billy began, sounding timid as he pumped away on his growing dick. "You could give me a complex or something."
"Complex or something?" Barbara howled. "I'll give you something!"
With that, the horny hitch threw herself off the couch and scurried between the boy's athletic thighs. She stand at the thick shaft, slowly licking her pink tongue across her already moist lips. Barbara's fingers traveled to the waistband of the boy's jeans. With a few quick twists of her wrists, she had his penis and underwear dangling mound his ankles. With a contented smile, she pressed her warm lips to the blunt tip of the teenagers tool. The tip of her tongue sought out the tiny pee-slit in the swollen cockhead.
Barbara tasted the first sweet drops of Billy's cum, and it made her pussy lips tighten with excitement. His hot juices were just as wonderful as the boy's mother said they'd be. She sucked harder and harder. His first drops of cum spurred her on to horny impatience. She wanted to feel the full force of Billy's load splashing into her churning stomach.
Janet took a motherly pride in her son's ability. She was proud that Billy's dick was proving itself just as good a fuck machine as she had bragged. She loved the way Babs' tits bounced each time her face lunged forward to swallow up more of the teenager's burning shaft.
"Come on, you bitch!" Billy screamed, thrusting his hips forward. "Get to work on that cock of mine. Eat every fucking inch of hot meat."
"Bust her fucking mouth wide open," Janet laughed, encouraging the sadistic streak she knew her son possessed.
"I'll show this cunt what I mean by a good sucking," Billy said, viciously ramming his cock deeper and deeper down Barbara's struggling throat.
Barbara was delighted with the attention Billy was paying to her hungry body. She loved the feel of his burning tool stretching her jaws to their limit. His cock's throbbing head was pressed tight against the back of her throat, almost cutting off her air supply. But the chance of suffocating didn't bother Babs in the least. She couldn't think of a better way to go.
Janet was beginning to feel a little left out. She had a good mouth, cunt and asshole just waiting for her son's dick. Her legs trembled, thinking about wrapping around Billy's narrow waist.
"You really are a greedy whore," Janet said, dropping down onto her knees beside her friend. "Let me have a taste of my own son's big prick," she demanded.
When Barbara refused to give way, Janet wrapped her fingers in the woman's hair and yanked back with all her might. The woman's head shot back with a snap of her neck. Billy's dick popped into view, glistening with his hot saliva.
"What the fuck's going on?" Barbara screamed, fighting to keep the tears from overflowing her eyes.
"Drop dead," Janet chuckled, ramming Billy's cock down her own throat.
"Talk about a whoring bitch!" Barbara replied, her mouth lonely for that shaft or hot meat pumping in and out of Janet's hard-working mouth.
Barbara knew that she had to wait in line behind Billy's mother for her crack at the boy's shooting cum. If his mother wanted the first load all for herself, there really wasn't anything Babs could do about it.
"Hey, bitch," Billy said, addressing Barbara's still kneeling figure. "I've got something just right for you."
Barbara watched as the young stud turned his ss towards her sweating face. She knew just what he had in mind from the snickering tone in his words.
"How about a little sandwich action?" Billy asked, reaching behind jo pull open the deep crack of his ass.
Barbara responded to the hungry sight of Billy's naked, puckered asshole. Her mouth watered for the taste of Billy's shit box. She wanted to push her tongue into his steaming canal just as far as it would go. She wasn't about to pass up the teenager's invitation to do just that.
"Eat his asshole all up," Janet howled, pulling her face out of her son's crotch for an instant.
"You can just shut the fuck up and keep sucking away at my cock," Billy yelled at his mother.
Barbara was pleased at the way Billy was talking to his old lady. She didn't like the idea of Janet having the advantage. She knew her cunt was tighter and more delicious than her friend's and she wanted a good chance to prove it. Sucking the skit out of the horny stud's shithole was just the chance she was looking for.
Crawling on her knees, a lewd grin spread across her sensual lips, Barbara snuggled behind Billy's standing figure. She reached out, holding one of the boy's asscheeks in each hand. Up close, his tight anal ring looked even more inviting. Her long tongue moistened her lips before she pushed her face between his spread asscheeks.
The muscles in Billy's buttocks tightened as he felt Barbara's hungry, wet mouth sucking away at his shithole. His body rocked back and forth between his mother and her friend. He was trembling uncontrollably between the dual onslaught of their drooling lips.
Janet's hands worked away on Billy's shaft and balls while Babs' fingers kept the boy's asscheeks nice and wide, making it easy for her to worm the wet tip of her tongue deep into his steaming bowels.
"Come on, you two whores!" Billy screamed. "Suck the shit out of me. Work, you stupid cunts!"
Both women responded to the boy's commands, sucking and licking twice as hard. They loved playing slaves, to the young boy's master. When he told them to work harder, they worked their hard-fucking asses off to please him.
Billy couldn't stand on his feet any longer. He was just too weak from all that loving to remain standing. He let all his muscles relax, and toppled over onto the sofa. Neither Babs nor his horny mother missed a suck as they stayed right with him.
Billy was sprawled out across the sofa, sitting on Barbara's face with his mother working away between his trembling thighs. He liked the wet feel of Babs' sweating flesh and wanted to get his hands on his mother's body.
"Let me see those fucking tits of yours, Mom," Billy said, reaching down to the neckband of his mother's expensive black-sequined evening gown.
The sound of tearing material lent a savage sound to Billy's actions. He couldn't have cared less about the cost of Janet's dress, and knew that his mother felt the same way. The only thing that was important was how quickly she could get her body naked and ready for her son's hungry mouth.
Janet's mouth worked up and down Billy's shaft as she squirmed out of her dress. The tear made the garment easy to peel off. The important thing was not to let her son's cock slip from between her lips. She knew that the young boy was almost ready to shoot, and couldn't risk losing the full force of his steaming load. That was something that the fucked out whore was really looking forward to.
"I want to shoot in your pussy, tramp!" Billy suddenly announced, digging his fingers into his mother's ripe tits and dragging her up from between his legs. "Settle down, bitch, and swallow up all my hot cock," he continued, grinding her crotch down against his pulsing dick.
Saliva drooled out, of the corner of Janet's mouth as she hustled to carry out her son's commands. She thrilled to his rough treatments, knowing that they were a gauge of how horny the little stud was.
Barbara struggled under the full weight of the teenager's bouncing body. But she didn't try to crawl out from under him. She was having much too much fun with her tongue almost all the way tip Billy's asshole, licking the steaming walls of his tight anal canal.
Babs' hands reached around to the grinding crotches of Billy and Janet. She tightened her fingers around the base of his tool while playing with his hairless balls. She loved the feel of their love juice flowing over her fingers. It was a shame her mouth was so busy, she thought. She would have enjoyed licking the thick sweetness of the cunt and cock stuck together.
"I leave those fat boobs up here," Billy told his mother, squirming his ass down against the sucking mouth working beneath him. "I want to bite, those fuckin' nipples off, you whorey tramp!"
New excitement raced through Janet's body as she cupped each breast and offered them up to her son for his pleasure. She could feel Babs' fingers at her crotch, the tips of the woman's fingers digging into her throbbing clitoris.
Janet rode her son's cock like a cowgirl on a bronco. The more he thrashed, the deeper his cock went. And the deeper he plunged his tool, the better she liked it. In the last week she had grown quite close to the teenager's fat dick. As a matter of fact, Billy's prick was her favorite. She couldn't remember a hot cock that she enjoyed more than her own son's.
Between the tightness of his mother's twat and the delving tongue of her girl friend, Billy couldn't hold back the full force of his climax any longer. He could feel the cum pumping from his balls, filling and swelling his young tool. The throbbing became unbearable just as the tip of his prick exploded.
"Come on, baby. Come on!" Janet screamed. "Pump that load of hot cum deep into my belly. Fill me up, damn it!" Her words bounced off the walls in the dimly lit apartment.
"Take it, you bitch. Let those pussy lips of yours suck up all my hot sex juice," Billy told her, his words strained with perverted lust.
Janet's eyes were clamped shut. Her arms were locked around Billy's neck as she felt the blasts of steaming cum bouncing off the inner walls of her cunt. Before she realized what was happening, her own orgasm crushed down on her. Instead of responding to her son's pleasures, she was caught in the jaws of her own needs.
Locked in each other's embrace, they cascaded over the brink of their climaxes. Neither Janet nor her orgasming son was giving any thought to the woman beneath them. She might be suffocating for all they cared their own pleasures were the only things on their minds.
But Barbara was almost unconscious. She had stopped trying to struggle for air and was just lying still, her tongue the only muscle moving. With her last breaths she was sucking the shit put of the handsome teenager's asshole. There was nothing else she could think of doing with her last ounce of strength.
Janet dug her naked feet into the muscular flesh of Billy's thighs, just as if she were hanging on for dear life. Each upward thrust of his hips brought a horny response from her sweat-soaked pussy.
In the throes of their climaxes, Billy and his mother toppled off of Barbara's half-dead body. They knocked over the coffee table in their haste to enjoy the forbidden fruits of mother-son love.
Barbara fought with all her strength to catch her breath. She was seeing spots before her eyes and was hardly aware that Billy had climbed off her face. She was licking the masculine taste of Billy's asshole from her tired lips. Her tongue was exhausted from the hard work.
Billy and Janet finally rolled apart, their skin sticking together from their sweat. Jan was on her back, the deep recesses of her pussy holding the full load of her son's jism. Only a little of their juices escaped her twat, rolling down her inner thighs in tiny streams of hot cream.
Barbara looked down at Janet. She was exhausted, her fucked-out leg spread wide. Barb felt her body growing stronger, responding to the sight of the tramp lying in the middle of the floor, her cunt filled to the brim with cum and cunt juices.
Babs dropped down to the floor with a thud, then crawled over to the resting woman on her hands and knees. She could see Billy looking at her swaying tits as she moved across the room. She could feel his gaze drilling into the deep crack of her ass. His interest made her cunt throb even more.
"Well, look at this," Janet giggled, looking down as her friend crawled between her legs. "It's feeding time at the zoo, bitch. Come and get it, tramp!"
Barbara liked the woman dominating her. She liked being told what to do. When her friend let her legs spread even further, Babs shoved her face down into that stewing twat and began sucking. She let her mouth go wild, savoring each hot, sticky drop of love juice.
Billy couldn't deny that he was really turned on by the sight of Barbara sucking the shit out of his mother's cunt. He knew that the sexy whore was drinking his cum, enjoying every precious drop of his treasured load. He liked how respectful she was, taking care not to lose one single bit of it.
Billy also liked the shape of Barbara's ass. In her position between his mother's legs, the boy had a good view of that marvelous bottom. His cock was burning to force its way into that deep, dark crack. He wanted to feel the tight ring of her anus kissing the swollen head of his tool. And most of all, he thought about those strong, steaming inner walls locking around his prick, really grabbing hold of his fuckmeat.
Barbara caught her breath when she felt Billy's hands on her ass. It didn't take much to figure out what the little bastard had on his mind. He was getting ready to slam his thick dick all the way up her tight ass, she was in the mood for that kind of action or not.
Janet was in seventh heaven. She relaxed every muscle in her body abandoning everything to the feeling of Babs' mouth on her cunt. The older woman's head rocked back and forth on the carpet. Her eyes were clamped shut and a broad, lewd grin was spread across her face.
"Alright, sugar. Relax," Billy told Barbara, rubbing his hands over the sweating firmness of her thighs and ass. "I'm gonna give you a nice ride now," he continued.
"You're going to enjoy this," Janet laughed, opening her eyes and seeing what her son was preparing. "And I'm talking from experience!"
Janet did indeed know what her sexy girl friend had in store for herself. She could well remember the feel of Billy's prick blasting its way into the depths of her bowels. She envied the agony that Barbara's body would soon be going through.
"Take it easy, baby," Barbara said, her eyes pleading for mercy as she looked back over her shoulder. "You've got some hunk of meat between your legs," she continued, licking her lips as her eyes caressed the burning tool sticking out from his hairless crotch. "That fucking cock could split me in two!"
"Sure, slut," Billy said, pressing the head of his dick against the tight ring of Barbara's anus. "I'm gonna be real gentle with you, cunt. You can bet on that!" he sneered.
With those last words, Billy's hips shot forward, ramming the full force of his dick halfway up the woman's asshole. Babs' scream rang out above the sound of the loud music. Then the tortured cry was drowned out in the soft curls of Janet's crotch as Janet tightened her legs around her friend's neck.
Billy flashed his mother an appreciative grin as he realized that she was holding his target nice and steady, making it easier to shove the thickness of his cock deep into Babs' hot bowels.
"Oh my God!" Barbara moaned, lifting her face from between Janet's strong legs for a moment.
Pain burned through Barbara's body like a raging fire, boiling the blood in her veins. She could feel rivers of perspiration rolling down her fat tits, straining the tops of Jan's legs and thighs. She almost fainted several times, nearly giving up to the tearing agony.
Billy wasn't giving the slightest thought to the effect of his plowing prick. His mind was filled with the wonderful sensations his tight-fitted cock was experiencing. By this time, he was almost fully inserted into Barbara's anus, with just an inch or two left to go. He could already feel the curls of her pubic hair tickling his cum-filled balls.
It was taking a while, but Babs was getting used to the insistent pounding of Billy's teenage cock. She had taken other dicks up her shithole, but none as thick and long as his burning shaft. His swollen cockhead felt like a fist pounding deeper and deeper.
"Feeling better, bitch?" Billy asked, punctuating each word with a quick jab of his hips and ass. "Answer me, slut," he snapped, annoyed that she didn't respond to his first teasing question.
Barbara fought to keep tears from running down her face. Janet loosened her grip on the woman when she saw that her friend had long stopped trying to free herself from the onslaught of Billy's dick. Babs smiled as best she could and looked back over her shoulder at the sadistic boy.
"Your big, fat cock feels just great, baby," she told him, wiggling her asshole back against his thrusting shaft just to prove the point.
"Hey, cunt," Janet said, reaching down to grab a handful of Barbara's hair and dragging the beautiful woman's face back into the steaming heat of her crotch. "Your shit box isn't the only hole in use. Get that fuckin' mouth of yours back down where it belongs… eating the cum and cunt-juice out of my fucked-out cunt!"
Barbara had finally come to really dig the feel of the boy's pistoning dick ripping up her asshole. When she turned her efforts back to Janet's cunt, she lapped long and hard. She found the throbbing nub of the older woman's clitoris and rolled the sensitive flesh over the sharp edges of her teeth. She was careful not to hurt her lover.
"That's it, baby!" Billy called out, slapping Barbara's right asscheek. "Move that stinkin' ass of yours. Really give my prick a wild ride, whore!"
Babs did just as she was told. She bucked her ass back against Billy's tool, thinking only of the pleasure that she gave him. The harder he slapped her, the wilder she thrashed her ass, first one way and then the other.
When he felt the tip of his dick sinking into a load of hot, unborn shit, Billy knew he was near shooting his cum deep into the tight anal. Barbara was waiting and ready for a good hosing down Billy figured he had enough boiling love-juice to do the job.
As skillfully as Janet was having her cunt sucked, she was still aware of her son. She wanted to gauge her orgasm to match his. She fought the urge to dump her cunt-cream into Barbara's mouth right then and there. She could see that Billy was close to cumming and struggled against her own passions to climax with him.
"YES… yes… YES!" Billy screamed, the tip of his cock shooting boiling spurts of cum up Barbara's ass.
"I'm with you, darling," Janet replied, exhausted as her orgasm took over. "I'm with you," she repeated, grinding her sopping pussy hard against her girl friend's mouth.
Even Barbara found herself caught up in the flood of climaxes. She could feel the hot cum splashing against the inner wall of her shithole, mixing with her shit as Billy's dick continued pumping in and out of her. Her hands had long since found their way between her legs. Three fingers were digging away deep in her drooling cunthole.
Barbara, Billy and Janet's bodies fused into one quivering mass of orgasming flesh. Each interlocked in the other's most intimate areas, they wiled about on the floor, giving little thought to the coffee table and chair that had toppled over.
Billy's prick remained snug in Babs' asshole long after he shot his load. The muscles hidden deep in her asshole felt marvelous as they worked up and down the length of his softened tool.
Janet was the first to move. She found that she had a terrible craving for a taste of her son's cock, especially if it was covered with a delicious coating of his cum mixed with Barbara's shit. The combination made her mouth drool.
Barbara was hardly aware of Janet crawling out from under her. She was much too busy enjoying the very best fucking that she could ever remember. Tremors still passed through her body, making her shiver uncontrollably. The teenager's cock up her ass made her feel completely fucked for the first time. She felt satisfied, truly satisfied.
Through half-closed eyes, Babs watched Janet pulling her son off her body, pulling his wonderful cock out of the tightness of her shitbox. And at that moment, she hated Janet. Hated her for taking the teenager's thrilling cock. Hated her for the control she had over Billy.
Janet didn't notice the look in Barbara's eyes. Her own attentions were focused on that soiled hunk of cockmeat between her son's legs. The sight of his shit-covered tool really started her juices flowing. She was actually drooling as she crawled over to Billy and snuggled her face into his crotch.
Billy grinned down at his mother as she extended her tongue and ran the very tip up and down the length of his dick. Her lips trembled to the taste of his hot flesh. The addition of Jan's sweet saliva made his cock tingle.
Barbara tried to submerge her feelings of hate towards her best friend, but she couldn't. The overwhelming emotion she felt was jealousy. When she watched the tip of Billy's prick slipping into Jan's mouth, she wanted to smash the woman right in the face and take that wonderful tool all for herself.
"That feels nice, Mom," Billy said gently, inching down to pat her tangled hair as she sucked away on the blunt tip of his dick. "You have the best fuckin' mouth in the whole fuckin' world," he continued, fixing his cock off the floor to urge more of his cock into the steaming heat of her mouth.
Janet concentrated on Billy's cockhead, running the edges of her teeth over the sensitive flesh as the tip of her tongue found her son's pee-slit. She explored the tiny hole, scooping out the last drops of cum still hiding in his spent prick.
Barbara summoned all the strength she could. Rolling onto her stomach, she crawled over Billy, dragging her tits across his chest as she pressed her mouth down onto his. She ground her lips down, forcing her tongue between the teenager's teeth. While Janet sucked away at her son's dick, Babs raped the boy's mouth.
Barbara couldn't deny the emotions she was feeling. The thirty-five-year old woman was falling in love with her eighteen-year-old stud. She wished that Billy's mother would just go away and leave them alone.
Babs was in love. She loved the ache in her ass that Billy's burning cock had caused. She loved the total satisfaction of the boy's fucking. And she loved the taste of his sweet, young mouth.
At that moment, Barbara knew that she would have to steal Billy away from his mother, so that she could have him all for herself. Barbara thought about marrying the little bastard!