"Yes, Mother! Give me a blow job!"

　"I thought you wanted to watch me suck your cock?" she teased.

　"I can watch right here, Mother," he said urgently. "I can see your face right here."

　But Donna drew back, sliding her tongue up his cock and flicking about his piss hole for a quick instant. Standing up, she smashed her tits together between her arms, both her hands at the crotch of her tight shorts. Billy gazed at his mother, looking deliciously sweet with his pants at his knees. His cock was standing out, stiff and throbbing.

　"You want to fuck my face, do you?" she whispered softly.

　"Yes, Mother!" Billy groaned, grabbing his throbbing cock with a tight fist. "I wanna fuck your face! I wanna fuck your mouth!"

　"But, Billy, I have a nice hot cunt," she teased. "Why don't you want to fuck mother's cunt?"

　"I already have fucked your cunt, Mother!" he choked. "I wanna fuck your mouth now!"

　"You want to do everything to me, don't you?" Donna asked. "You want to fuck my mouth and my cunt. I bet you'd want to fuck me in the ass, too, right?"

　Billy nodded his head, his cock so swollen he would fuck anything at that moment. "I said I would, Mother."

　Donna twisted her hips suggestively, rubbing her fingers at the tight crotch of her shorts, her tits arching out with rigid nipples. She felt slight wetness seeping through her shorts.

　"Baby, put your face close to mother's cunt," she whispered.

　Eagerly, Billy went to his knees. Sliding his hands to his mother's smooth thighs, he pushed his faced close to her crotch.

　"Can you feel how hot mother's cunt is?" she asked hoarsely. "Can you feel the heat coming from mother's cunt, Billy?"

　He nodded his head, his face a few inches from her crotch. Donna parted her legs and shoved her crotch toward him. Billy didn't draw away, and when his mother shoved her shorts into his face, he moaned softly and grasped the cheeks of her tightly clad ass.

　"Can you feel the heat better now?" she mewled. "Can you feel me getting wet in my cunt?"

　Bobby moaned with his mouth pressing at his mother's tight shorts, his hands gripping the cheeks of her ass. He could feel the heat, feel the wetness seeping through the cloth. He could feel the insides of his mother's exciting thighs against his face, and his cock jerked up powerfully, almost slapping against his stomach.

　"Kiss my cunt!" Donna cried softly. "Kiss mother's cunt right through those fucking shorts!"

　Billy opened his mouth and tried to suck his mother's shorts in, but they were too tight. He sucked, running his tongue along the seam. The taste he got wasn't much, but was enough to excite him. He squeezed at his mother's ass, pulling her cunt tightly into his face. Donna held the back of her son's head, gazing down with glazed eyes, hissing softly as she rubbed her inner thighs about his face. Billy's cheeks were smooth, not rough and scratchy like a man's face. A man's face, even if most had just shaved, scratched her thighs terribly sometimes. Billy's smooth face was almost like a girl's, and felt so much better.

　"You can't get a good taste of mother's cunt, can you?" she whispered. "Would you like for me to take my shorts off? If I took my shorts off, let you see my cunt, would you lick it, baby?"

　Billy, his head turned upward, his open mouth pressing at the seam of her shorts, looked with sparkling eyes into his mother's face, nodding his head and moaning. Donna purred softly and pulled his face as tightly as she could into her crotch.

　"Ohhhh, you really will lick mother's cunt, darling?" she gurgled. "I just love to have my cunt licked! I love to feel a tongue licking at my wet pussy, stabbing into it, sucking at my clitoris! Would you be mother's sweet, darling cunt-sucker, baby?"

　Billy's eyes fogged over as he nodded his head, his hands clinging to his mother's bunching ass tightly.

　"Ooooh, baby!" she cried with excitement. "You be mother's cunt-sucker and I'll be your cocksucker, okay?"

　Bobby groaned and Donna pulled her crotch from his face. Billy sat on his heels, gazing between her thighs. He saw dark hairs swirling from the crotch, and his cock jerked up and down as he grabbed his once-more-loaded balls with a small hand.

　Donna stepped back, her feet widened on the floor, both her hands framing her crotch. "Want to see something exciting, darling?" she asked in a thick voice. "Want to see mother do something exciting?"

　Billy nodded quickly.

　"If I let you see me, will you promise to lick my pussy?"

　Again he nodded, vigorously, eager and anxious to do anything his mother wanted. His cock was throbbing and his balls were hot and full again.

　"Promise?" she asked again.

　"I promise, Mother," Billy groaned, squeezing his balls. "I'll lick your cunt! I'll lick your hot cunt no matter what, Mother!"

　"Mmmmmm, so sweet," she purred. "Now, you just keep looking right at my pussy, baby."

　Donna spread her feet farther on the floor, bending her knees a bit and shoving her crotch forward. She rested the fingers of her hands on each side of the tight crotch of her shorts. Her upper arms crushed her full tits together. Billy stared into his mother's crotch, his eyes bright and his cock stiff, clutching his balls. Donna gazed at his cock, and licked her lips.

　Wetness grew at the crotch of her white shorts, spreading up from the seam and halfway to the waist. Then Billy saw piss dripping along her inner thighs. He glanced up at his mother. Donna's eyes glowed with intense passion.

　"Watch me piss, baby," she hissed softly. "I'm pissing in my shorts for you, Billy. Ohhhh, watch mother piss in these fucking shorts!"

　Billy watched, feeling strangely excited. He saw the golden-colored piss coming from the edges of the shorts, running down the insides of his mother's thighs, saw the spreading wetness until the fabric was almost clear as glass. He could clearly see the dark shape of her pussy hair.

　Donna gurgled, feeling her shorts become soaked with her hot piss. Pissing in her shorts, with her son watching, thrilled her. It was something she had fantasized about for years. Not specifically with her son, but with anyone. She had tried pissing in her panties a few times in private, and, although it felt wonderful, it was nothing like being watched. She pissed hard, feeling pee spray from the tight crotch of her shorts against her inner thighs, felt piss running hotly along her legs. Her shorts grew wet in back, too, and it felt very good. Her clitoris was twitching, pressed at the seam of her shorts. Her nipples rose up tightly, tingling. She felt hot piss on her fingers as she framed her crotch. The hot feel of piss sent shivers up and down her flesh.

　"Do you like to see this?" she asked, her voice very low.

　"Oh, Mother!" Billy groaned, staring at her crotch. "Yes! Your shorts are so wet, I can see through them, Your legs are getting wet, too!"

　"Do you like watching me piss in my shorts?"

　"Yeah!"

　"Does it make your precious balls tingle to see piss running down my legs?"

　"Oh, yes, Mother!"

　"Mmmmm, you really love to see mother piss?"

　Billy could only nod his head now. His throat was constricted. He was so excited to see his mother piss this way, he wondered if his cock would go off. His other hand gripped his prick tightly, squeezing as he held his balls in his other hand. He was gasping as he stared between her thighs. The piss continued to soak through his mother's shorts. Her thighs were glistening with pee all the way to her feet.

　"Oooh, I have to stop!" Donna complained. "I don't want to stop, either! I want to keep pissing in my shorts! I want you to watch me piss and piss and piss!"

　But she was finished, and stood with shaking legs wide apart, hot piss dripping from her shorts and down her legs. She ran her palm along the seam of her piss-wet shorts, rubbing at her cunt. Her hips trembled and jerked. She pressed her hand tight into her cunt, moaning, pressing and rubbing.

　"Ooooh, I'm going to come!" she shouted.

　Donna shuddered as an orgasm rumbled through her pussy. She could feel the convulsions of her cunt through her shorts, feel the tight pulsations of the puffy pussy lips and the throb of her smashed clitoris. She whimpered and gurgled as she came, her lips twitching.

　"There," she gasped. "I came, Billy. God, did I come!"

　She shoved a hand behind her back, and unzipped the piss-wet shorts. She gazed at her son as she peeled them off her hips, wiggling because they were so tight and soaked in piss. Billy stared at his mother's cunt, amazed and awed by the hair, by the wet, pink cunt slit. Donna stood holding her shorts, then parting her legs so her son could look at her pussy. She turned the shorts inside out. She showed them to her son.

　"See how wet they are?" she whispered, shoving them toward her son's face.

　Billy pulled back, his eyes wide.

　Donna giggled. "What's the matter, honey? Don't you want mother to wash your face?"

　Billy made a face, shaking his head.

　"Then I'll wash my face," she said, and brought her piss-wet shorts up and ran the inside crotch about her cheeks and chin. "Mmmmm, nice. It feels very nice to wash my face in piss. You should try it, Billy. I bet you'd love it."

　Donna brought the piss-wet crotch of her shorts close to her mouth, her tongue darting out, licking at the seam. Her eyes became hazy with lust, her tongue licking about the piss-soaked crotch of her shorts.

　"Oooh, I can taste cunt, too," she said softly. "I can taste my cunt and piss on my shorts. Ohhhh, baby, you have to try it!"

　She offered her shorts to him again, but Billy still refused.

　"You're no fun, baby," she pouted, pulling the shorts back to her face. "You promised, too."

　"I promised to lick your cunt, Mother," he said. "I didn't promise to taste piss."

　Donna spread her legs wide, thrusting her cunt forward. "Then lick my pussy, Billy."

　Without thinking, Billy shoved his face to his mother's cunt. His tongue was swiping along the wet pussy slit before he realized it. Then, as he tasted his mother's piss on her cunt, he started to pull back.

　"Oh, no!" Donna moaned. "A promise is a promise! Eat my pussy, baby! You promised to suck mother's cunt!"

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