Tony was ramming his cock quickly in and out of his mother's cunt. He was still gripping her shoulders, and Janice was churning her naked ass far him. She rested her head on the windowsill, her ecstasy overwhelming her desire to watch the woman now.
"Ooooh, fuck me hard, Tony!" she cried out. "Ram your cock up my cunt and fuck me good!"
Tony rammed hard and deep, taking her breath away.
With a sob, Janice started coming, her cunt grabbing at his cock, squeezing it.
Tony, unable to resist the tight heat of his mother's rippling, contracting cunt, strained deeply into her, and spewed body.
By the time they had finished showering, the window across the way was dark. They climbed into bed, and curling about each other felt into an exhausted sleep.
The next day, after lunch, Janice heard Nancy calling for Tony. She stepped to the back door and told the girl that her son would be out soon. Nancy was climbing the fence that separated the two back yards, and Janice couldn't help but see those exquisitely tanned thighs and the quick flash of the girl's panties. She called Tony, and watched him leave the house to see the girl. She wanted to go out with him, to listen to their conversation, but something told her she wouldn't be welcome, at least not now.
It was after Tony and the girl sat on the lawn facing each other that Janice saw the little girl hand her son something. As she saw Tony shifting them, she realized they had to be pictures. She was very curious, but couldn't bring herself to go out and see them, too.
Tony's face was bright and excited as he looked at them. He jumped to his feet and ran to the house, going past his mother without stopping or saying anything, running up the stairs. When he came back dawn, she saw he had his pictures, and nervously realized they were the ones of her. She started to stop him, but Tony was out the door and with the girl before she could.
She saw Nancy take the pictures, and giggle softly as she looked at them.
Janice felt embarrassed. Her son was showing those photos of her naked to Nancy. She wondered what made him do such a thing. She had trusted him to take them, and he was violating that trust. She wished that she had not posed so lewdly now, but it was too late.
She went upstairs, angry at her son.
She was lying on her bed when Tony came in. "Tony, I'm disappointed with you," she said, sitting up.
"Why, Mom?" he asked innocently. "You showed my pictures to Nancy," Janice accused. "You weren't supposed to show those to anyone."
"She wanted to see them, Mom," Tony said as if that were enough.
"And how did she know you had them?"
"I told her," Tony replied.
"But why?"
"Look," he said, offering her a small stack of pictures. "She said I could see these if I showed her mine."
Janice took the small stack of photos.
The first one she saw was of Nancy's father. He was sitting in a wall-hugger lounge chair, naked, his cock lifted in hardness, legs parted. The next one was of her mother, her pose almost identical, but she had stuffed her fingers into her cunt while leering into the camera. The next showed Nancy's mother and father fucking, with her mother on her hands and knees, her father's cock half-inside her cunt. There were a couple of Nancy herself, with her pretty pussy exposed and small tits showing. Then came a picture of Nancy with her mother, feeling each other up. Janice looked at these for a long time, then finally came to the last picture.
It was of Nancy and her father. They were lying on the floor with their faces in each other's crotch. Nancy's father had one of her legs lifted over his head, and his tongue was penetrating his daughter's sugary cunt. Nancy, however, was only holding her father's hard cock at the base, the tip of her tongue against his piss-hole.
"My God! Did you know about this, Tony?"
"Not until today," he said.
Janice went through the pictures again. She was getting excited, very excited. She gazed for a long time at the one of Nancy and her father, sliding her hand under her dress to her pussy. Tony opened his mother's blouse and pulled it off, playing with her tits.
"Nancy doesn't like her mother very much," he said.
"She doesn't? Why? It seemed as if she was willing last night with that man."
"She isn't, though," Tony said. "She told me that her mother makes her do that every so often. When a man wants, to feel her up, she has to let him. But her father doesn't know about it yet."
"If she doesn't like it, why doesn't she tell her father?"
"She's afraid of her mother."
"But… if she's doing it with her parents…"
"Nancy likes doing it with them, but not those other guys. That's what she told me."
"My God," Janice said.
She placed the pictures on the bed, turning to her son. She opened his pants and pulled out his cock. "Well, that's none of our business. But this is."
She pushed her son onto his back, turning and swinging a long leg over his head. Tony laughed and pushed his mother's skin up past her ass and buried his face in her juicy cunt. Janice closed her hot lips around her son's cock and began to suck it, pushing her lips down onto his open fly, her hands under his ass, squeezing the cheeks inside his pants. Tony clutched his mother's naked ass, slurping greedily at her cunt, running his tongue up to her asshole, back to her pussy again.
Janice whimpered in pleasure, twisting her ass and rubbing her cunt against his face, sucking up and down on his cock with delight, enjoying the hard throb of it between her lips, as she always did.
Feverishly, they sucked at each other. Tony plunged his tongue in and out of his mother's fiery, juicy cunt, and Janice smothered him as she pressed her pussy as tight as she could against his face. She gobbled at his cock swiftly, slowing only to run her tongue about it. She opened his fly wider, pulling his balls out, and licking them, but returning to his cock with soft moans of ecstasy. As she sucked on Tony's cock, her eyes were on the picture of Nancy and her father.
Tony began to pump his ass, pushing his cock in and out of his mother's mouth, sucking and licking in a frenzy at her bubbling cunt. He squeezed her ass hard, pulling her as tight as he could against his face. Janice pushed her mouth down each time her son plunged his cock upward, taking it hungrily. She imagined that Nancy was coming against her father's tongue as it penetrated her little cunt, and that he was gushing hot, creamy come juice against that small mouth of his daughter.
The image was strong, and with a grunt, she slammed her pussy hard against her son's face, the convulsions catching her off guard. She smashed her cunt against Tony's face, and she sucked on his cock as hard as she could, urging him to fill her mouth.
Tony's cock spurted, sending thick, hot, come juice into his mother's sucking mouth. Janice gobbled it up, grinding her cunt at his face swiftly, her naked ass churning.
Slumping on top of her son, his cock in her mouth, she breathed deeply.
Tony had his chin pressed into his mother's cunt, feeling it vibrate softly as she came down from the sudden orgasm. He fondled her ass tenderly, sliding his hands along her thighs.
The noise next door brought them apart, and they looked out the window.
"What's happening over there now?" Tony asked.
The woman was carrying suitcases from the house and tossing them into a car parked at the curb. They saw the man Nancy had sucked off the night before helping to load the car.
"I'd say she's going on a trip with the man," Janice said.
"She's taking an awful lot of suitcases for a trip," Tony observed.
From their upstairs window, they saw Nancy sitting in the back yard, elbows on her knees, chin cupped in her hand.
"It doesn't look as if Nancy is going with her mother," Janice said.