Chapter 6
"Come on, mother, you've been in there long enough!" Harry McClintock called out, pounding on the bathroom door.
Wrapped in a large bath towel, Maureen emerged from the pleasant bathroom where she had been allowed to shower and get herself straightened up. The bathroom was next to a large bedroom and the attractive blonde matron instantly noticed the feminine garments spread out on the bed. A matching pair of black panties and brassiere were lying next to a bright red, satin garter belt which in turn was lying next to a pair of sheer black nylon stockings. A pair of bright green, spike-heeled pumps was on the floor next to the bed.
"Get dressed up, mother!" Harry ordered, pointing to the items on the bed.
"I don't understand why you want me to ... " Maureen spoke in a puzzled voice.
"Just do as I say!" Harry impatiently interrupted her.
"Well, are you just going to stand there and watch?" Maureen asked when he showed no inclination to leave. She could feel her cheeks growing quite warm.
"Yes," he replied quite simply. "Now hurry up! You're going to look real cute in that outfit!"
Blushing and quite flustered, Maureen let the towel drop to the floor. Reaching for the bright red garter belt, she quickly snapped it in place and picked up the panties. Though she was keeping her face averted, she could tell that her captor was feasting his eyes on her attractive figure as she hastily donned the black panties. Working quickly to minimize her exposure, she grabbed the brassiere and put it on.
'Take your time, mother, we got all day!" Harry told the hotly blushing woman. "Your husband's taking forever to raise that ransom money."
Wondering if the ordeal would ever come to an end, Maureen sat down on the side of the bed to put on the black stockings. "Do you have to watch me like that?" she asked in a highly uneasy voice as she smoothed the sheer nylons up her shapely legs and anchored them to the garter belt suspenders. Crossing first one leg and then the other, she slipped on the green pumps.
"Come with me!" Harry told her.
"But don't I get to put on a dress or anything?" Maureen asked with alarm.
"No," Harry replied. "I'm going to have you do some pin-up modeling for me!"
"Oh, don't be ridiculous!" Maureen protested as he escorted her out of the room.
He took her down the stairs to a well lit family room at the rear of the house.
"Now, sit down on the couch over there and cross your legs!" he told her, picking up a camera.
"Are you serious?" Maureen gasped, her mouth flying open with dismay when she saw the camera in his hand. "You can't take my picture like this!" she protested, hastily looking around for something to cover herself with.
"Smile for the birdie, mother!" Harry said with a smirk, quickly snapping a photo of the scantily-clad woman.
"Oh, what are you going to do with that picture?" Maureen demanded in a horrified voice.
"Just relax, mama, I'm going to make a whole set of pin-ups of you and there's nothing you can do about it!" Harry told her. "Now just pose like I tell you and keep your mouth shut!"
Indignant and embarrassed, Maureen haplessly posed as he demanded. Whistling and obviously enjoying her discomfiture, Harry walked around photographing her from various angles. He finally set the camera aside and lit up a cigarette.
"That's enough for now," he told her. "Course I'm going to take some beaver shots of you later on!"
Maureen had no idea what he meant. "Will you tell me if the kids are okay?" she asked. It was the first time she had dared bring the subject up since the unpleasantness of the day before.
Harry shrugged and grinned. "The kids are fine," he replied in a deliberately casual voice. "In fact, they're having a ball," he added with a chuckle.
"What do you mean by that?" Maureen asked.
"Here, I'll show you," he replied, reaching into his pocket and pulling out one of the photographs Loretta had taken the day before. "Here, look at this!"
Maureen took one look at the pornographic photo of her own children and nearly fainted. Her eyes widened with horror, her nostrils flared and her mouth flew wide open. "OH, YOU HORRIBLE, HORRIBLE..." she raged at her captor. She wanted to rush at him but was too shocked to get to her feet. Instead, she took one more quick look at the photo and proceeded to tear it into tiny pieces. "OH, YOU VICIOUS, HORRIBLE, HORRIBLE PEOPLE!" she yelled.
Harry found her furious outburst quite amusing. "We got lots more pictures," he told her.
It was several minutes before Maureen calmed down enough to try to think rationally. "I suppose you're going to use those pictures to blackmail us some more," she said.
"That's sort of the idea, but there's more to it, as you'll find out soon enough," he told her. "Now, let's change the subject. Remember what happened yesterday when you refused to suck cock?"
Maureen shuddered and knew that her face was becoming quite red.
"Now, I don't think you're going to be so unreasonable any more, are you?" Harry asked.
Maureen gulped and slowly shook her head.
"Okay," he replied. "Now to prove that you're going to suck the cock of the first male that walks through that door!" he told her, pointing to the door.
Once again, Maureen gulped. She wanted to think but events seemed to be moving too swiftly for her and her mind was spinning with confusion.
"Now, maybe we'd better take some of those beaver shots I was telling ... " A knock on the door interrupted him. "Come in!" he said, leering at his unhappy and alarmed prisoner.
Clad in her riding outfit and equipped with her riding crop, Loretta appeared in the doorway. Behind her, led on a dog's leash, appeared Bill-naked, handcuffed with his wrists behind his back, and gagged with a rubber ball on a dowel stick!
"BILL!" Maureen screamed with horror at seeing her son being treated in such a degrading fashion. Yet at the same time it was something of a relief to see that he was still alive.
"Mmmmmmm!" Bill tried to respond but the gag silenced him. His eyes widened with surprise at seeing his mother attired in the sexy black undies, red garter belt and black stockings.
"What in the world are you two doing to him?" Maureen demanded. "What are all those red marks on his legs? Why won't you let him have anything to wear? That's a terrible way to treat someone!"
"Shut up, mother!" Harry told the outraged woman. Catching Loretta's eye, he motioned to a chair.
Flicking her riding crop against Bill's bare legs, Loretta led him over to the chair. "Sit down!" she told him in a curt, bossy voice.
Maureen watched the proceedings with complete dismay.
"Hey, your mom's kind of sexy don't you think?" Harry grinned wickedly at the helpless young man. "Don't those black stockings and undies do something for you?"
"Oh, how can you talk like that?" Maureen spat out the words furiously. It was horribly embarrassing to have everyone seeing her in such scanty attire, but there was nothing to cover herself with.
With Bill seated on the plain wooden chair with his handcuffed wrists thrown back over the chair, Loretta employed a short length of clothesline rope to tie his handcuffs to the chair.
"Now, what did I tell you about sucking cock, mother?" Harry suddenly asked.
Realization dawned slowly on the naive matron. "What?" she asked quietly before she realized what he meant. "WHAT? OH, NO! YOU CANT POSSIBLY MEAN ... HE'S MY OWN SON!! A WOMAN COULDN'T POSSIBLY DO SOMETHING LIKE THAT FOR HER ... NEVER! THAT'S IMPOSSIBLE ... I WOULD NEVER DO SOMETHING LIKE THAT! GO AHEAD AND KILL ME, I DON'T CARE..." The very idea was so staggering that she was nearly in a state of collapse.
"Mmmmmmm..."Despite his gag, Bill tried to join in the protest but stopped abruptly when Loretta shot him a warning glance.
"You're going to suck your son's cock, mother!" Harry told the distraught woman in a no-uncertain-terms voice. "You're gonna suck him until he cums!!"
'Oh, no, no, no, no, no!" Maureen protested. The hapless woman buried her blushing face in her hands and burst into loud sobs. "You can't make me do such a horrible, horrible thing! You just can't! He's my own son! A woman can't do something like that with her own son!"
"Let me tell you what's going to happen to you if you don't," Harry told the miserable woman. "I'm going to give you a spanking that's twice as hard as I did yesterday! And if that's not enough, Loretta here's got a bull dyke dildo that she'd just love to shove up your ass! Don't you, Loretta!"
"I sure do!" Loretta replied, rubbing her hands in a manner that made it quite clear that she would really enjoy putting the scantily-clad woman through her paces.
"Oh, no, no, no!" Maureen wept. She knew she had no choice but to capitulate to her captors' demands, but the very idea was totally devastating to her pride and self-respect. "Don't you realize what you're doing to usr she protested in a reproachful voice. "It'd never be the same between us again. Please, I'm his mother, don't you understand? His mother!"
"Go on! Quit stalling!" Harry told her in an angry voice.
"MMMMMMM..." Bill tried to protest through the rubber ball gag. "And don't try to hold back, sonny!" Harry turned on the seated youth. "Your job's to feed your mother a meat and cream sandwich, and if you try any monkey business I'll have Loretta take you out to the woodshed!"
"Don't worry," Loretta spoke up. "He'll come through for us!"
"Go on, mother!" Harry told the sobbing woman. "I'm gonna count to five..."
Keeping her face buried in her hands, Maureen slowly got to her feet. Her knees nearly buckled for a moment before she began making her way over to her son. Harry and Loretta watched with bemusement as the trembling, sobbing woman slowly dropped to a kneeling position between her son's outspread legs. Removing her hands from her face, the well-to-do matron gulped hard at the close-up sight of the teenage son's dangling prick.
"Mmmmmm..." Bill continued trying to protest through his gag, but there was nothing he could do but sit there frozen with embarrassment and shame at his mother's degradation.
"Put it in your mouth, mother!" Harry told her in a quiet determined voice. "You're gonna have to do it, so let's get it over with!"
Crying and deeply shamefaced, Maureen timidly extended her right hand and clasped Bill's sleekly supple young cock to tilt it upward to a more convenient angle. The teenage organ quickly began responding to the feminine touch and Maureen shuddered as she felt it elongating right in her hand.
"In your mouth!" Harry insisted, leaning forward to watch while at the same time signaling Loretta to pick up the camera.
"Oh, I'm so ashamed!!" Maureen uttered one final sob of complete despair and leaned forward with her mouth open.
Bill caught his breath and sat bolt upright in his chair as his mother's delectably wet mouth suddenly encircled the head of his vibrant young cock. To his great embarrassment, the result was an instant, fully mobilized erection!
"Ha! Ha!" Loretta and Harry both laughed at the young man's total inability to resist his mother's mouth.
"Nothing like mother's mouth, heh, kid?" Harry asked with a knowing smile.
Maureen wanted to die with shame when she found herself wantonly fellating her own son's magnificent young cock. At the same time, she found herself becoming quite exhilarated and aroused by the vile act that she was performing, so much so in fact that her pussy felt hot and sticky and her breasts were becoming taut. Although her arousal made her feel all the more guilty and ashamed, the hapless woman hastily rationalized that she was being forced to defile her mouth and had no control over the situation.
'That's the way, mother! Suck on it!" Harry instructed in a voice that indicated that he found the incestuous scene thoroughly exhilarating. "See how much of it you can get in your mouth!"
At the same time, Loretta quietly picked up the camera and began photographing the bizarre scene!
"Mmmmmm!" Bill tried to protest through his gag when he discerned what Loretta was doing.
"Shut up!" Harry told him, flashing a leering smile at the distressed youth. "Just lean back and enjoy being eaten by your mother!"
Stroking the lower portions of her son's firmly throbbing masculine sword in her small, soft hand, Maureen moved her mouth up and down in a twisting, tantalizing fashion. From time to time, she had to stop to swallow her rapidly gathering saliva, but managed to keep the hot, hard ramrod at least partially in her mouth. Though nearly sick with shame, she could feel her heart thumping with excitement as she caressed her son's magnificently swollen prick with the wantonness of a whore.
"Looks like mother's starting to enjoy herself!"
Harry observed with a lewd chuckle.
They're both enjoying it!" Loretta put in, flashing a wicked smile at Bill. "You just love being sucked by your mother, don't you?" she added.
"Mmmmmm!" Bill mumbled through the gag, glaring at the buxom blonde woman who had enslaved him.
Trembling with indignation, Maureen drew back until just the tip of her son's hotly swollen cock was between her lips. "You people are both degenerates!" she denounced them in an outraged voice. "You're going to get caught and put away! You'll see!"
"Just suck cock!" Loretta told her, reaching down and pushing her head forward.
Harry seemed to find the hapless woman's outrage quite amusing. "She's calling us degenerates and she's the one who's eating her own son's dick!" he remarked with a laugh.
Blushing and humiliated beyond description, Maureen allowed her mouth to slide down over her son's firmly pulsating prick. Its sleek hardness and the hotly coursing blood that filled it made her squirm in a manner that the tormented woman realized was quite shameful, and she could barely refrain from slipping a finger inside the leg band of her panties to console her feverishly twitching clitoris. Spasms of desire were irritating her cuntal walls and making her almost frantic with a mixture of lust and shame.
"Mmmmmm!" Bill tried to protest as his mother's tantalizing caresses began to get the best of him. The very idea of inseminating his own mother's mouth filled him with revulsion, yet at the same time he felt hopelessly trapped by his own carnal desires. The gasping and tormented youth could no longer hold still, and was working his pelvis back and forth with quick, jerky movements. His rigidly swollen cock felt as if it were going to burst at any moment!
"Getting to you, ain't she?" Harry asked with a wide grin. "You getting all of this, Loretta?" he added, glancing at the camera.
"I sure am!" the tough-looking blonde replied.
"Mmmmmm! Mmmmmm!" Maureen moaned as she anticipated the explosion that was obviously just over the horizon. The deeply humiliated and frightened woman wanted to flee, but at the same time found herself driven by strangely perverse desires that seemed to have taken full command of her tormented body. Her blonde head began bobbing insanely up and down in her son's lap, driving his wildly pounding cockmeat nearly into her throat! Although she was quite breathless and gurgling on her own saliva, she sucked at a progressively faster rate of speed.
"Look at that!" Harry remarked, leaning forward to observe the incestuous spectacle from an even better angle.
"Come on, give your mother a mouthful!" Loretta urged, gazing at Bill in a commanding fashion.
"Mmmmmm! Mmmmmmm!" Squirming with a last-ditch effort to stave off the inevitable, Bill gazed at his captors with a look of anguish on his face.
"GO ON! CUM IN YOUR MOTHER'S MOUTH!" Harry yelled at the tormented teenager.
"GO ON! GIVE IT TO HER!" Loretta joined in. "CUM RIGHT IN HER MOUTH!"
"Mmmmmm! Mmmmmm!" Maureen groaned as she wildly bobbed her blonde head up and down in her son's lap. Her panties were soaked with feminine cream and her clitoris was itching frantically. "Mmmmmmm! Mmmmmmm!"
"GO ON! GO ON!" Harry and Loretta both yelled in unison, excited looks on their faces as they leaned forward to watch.
"Mmmmmmmmmmmmm!" With a groan of despair and relief, Bill suddenly jerked bolt upright in his chair and shot his load right into his mother's mouth!
"UHHHHHHH!" As the initial blast of warm, thick semen splattered against the roof of her mouth, Maureen's blonde head instinctively snapped back. However, Harry quickly caught her head in both hands and forcibly held her in position, giving her no choice but to take her son's climax directly in her mouth!
"EAT IT, MOTHER! EAT IT!" Harry screamed at the distraught woman. "EAT IT!"
"Mmmmmmmmmmmmm! Mm mm mm mm mm!" Gurgling and at first nearly choking on the warm, milky fluids that were cascading into her mouth like a flash flood, Maureen found herself struggling for survival. Although she was fearful that she was going to strangle in the onrush of saliva and cum, at the same time the tormented woman was quick to discern the tangy, masculine taste of her son's surging semen! The delicious taste made her shiver all over and desire more, much more!
"That's the way, kid, give your mother a real mouthful!" Harry said as he continued holding Maureen's head in a firm grip.
"Mmmmmmmmm!" Bill bit into his gag as his rampant penis unleashed one hot blast after another into his mother's defenseless mouth.
"Uhhhhhh! Uhhhhhh!" Her mouth filled to the brim with the heady masculine joy juice, Maureen had no choice but to swallowing it with clearly discernbile gulps. As her fear of choking began to subside, the tormented woman found herself shamelessly enjoying the lewd act she was performing. Her hands roamed over her own body with sensuous movements, and her clitoris felt hotly swollen. "Mmmmmmmmmmmmm-mm! Mmmmmmmmmmmmm!"
As several droplets of white cum trickled down Maureen's chin, Loretta snapped a close-up photo of the lewd scene. "That ought to prove real interesting!" she remarked in a pleased voice.
"There, wasn't that a nice snack, mother?" Harry asked with an amused smile as he at last released his grip on Maureen's head.
Gulping for breath and filled with shame, the attractive matron withdrew her mouth from her son's suddenly slack cock and lowered her head so that no one could see her face. "Oh, how could you possibly do such a thing to me?" she protested in a weak, breathless voice. "I'll never be the same after ... after..."
"Come on, mother!" Harry said, grabbing her arm to pull her up. "I want Loretta to snap some beaver shots of you!"
"Mmmmmmmm!" Bill ineffectually tried to protest the indignity that was about to be inflicted on his mother.
Pulled to her feet, Maureen stood quaking before her tormentors.
"Take off your bra and pants!" Harry instructed. "But leave your garter belt and stockings on. You look great in them, doesn't she, Bill?"
"Ooooooooh!" Maureen gasped. "Please, for heaven's sakes! Haven't you done enough to us already?"
"I told you to take your bra and pants off, and I mean it!" Harry warned. "And stand facing that young man of yours while you do it! I want him to see what a really good looker he's got for a mamma!"
"OH, YOU FILTHY..." Maureen protested. "Oh, please, please, Bill, don't look! It's ... it's shameful!" Crying with shame, the hapless woman reached behind her back to unsnap the strap of her brassiere.
Loretta stepped behind Bill and ran her hands playfully over his bare shoulders. "Keep your eyes open, honey!" she teased in an amused voice. "Otherwise, Loretta will spank and you sure don't want that, do you?"
Squirming uncomfortably in the chair, the naked teenager watched as his blushing, shamefaced mother unsnapped her brassiere and permitted her plump, strawberry-crested breasts to tumble out into full view. Although he told himself not to watch, he could not take his eyes off the two jouncing feminine mounds and could feel a surge of blood stirring his inert cock.
Miserably trying to cover herself, with her hands, Maureen pulled the garment free and let it drop to the floor.
"Now your pants! Hurry up!" Harry directed.
"Oh, Bill, don't watch, for heaven's sakes!" Maureen protested in a deeply strained voice as she relucantly hooked her fingers into the waistband of her black panties.
Loretta's massaging fingers told him he had no choice in the matter, and though he didn't want to admit it to himself the young man knew that he really wanted to watch his shapely mother stripping off her panties.
"Quit stalling!" Harry demanded when Maureen found it almost impossible to perform the degrading task.
Uttering a choked cry, Maureen gave up and pulled down her panties, shriveling with humiliation as she felt her son's curious eyes focusing on her fluffy feminine nest. Trembling with shame, the attractive blonde pulled the panties down her legs and stepped out of them, inadvertently exposing herself all the more as she did so. Dropping the panties, she quickly placed both hands in front of herself to shield her bush as much as possible.
"Come on, mamma, don't be so modest!" Harry chided the deeply embarrassed woman. Take your hands away!"
Crying softly and blushing beet red, Maureen complied. Standing with her hands at her side and attired only in bright red garter belt, black nylon stockings and spike-heeled green pumps, she could feel everyone's eyes enjoying the sight of her brazenly displayed body. Worst of all, she could sense that her own son was simply feasting his eyes on her pendulous bosom and fur-lined cuntal groove!
"Come over here!" Harry said, taking her by the arm. "Loretta, got some film in that camera?"
"Oh, no, no, no!" Maureen protested when she realized their vile purpose. "Oh, God, no, I couldn't stand to have myself photographed like that! It's indecent! Oh, please, please!"
Despite her wretched tears and pleas, the unhappy woman was posed for a set of highly compromising beaver shots with her shapely, stocking-clad legs wantonly wide open. Harry positioned her in different poses while Loretta moved around shooting from various angles.
"Hey, look at this!" Harry suddenly shouted. "Bill's got himself a terrific hard-on staring at his mother's beaver!"
Squirming in his chair with his handcuffed wrists thrown over the back, the well-built teenager could in no way conceal his pounding erection! Maureen's eyes opened wide with dismay as she discerned the effect her own indecent posing had had on her son, and Loretta broke into a wide grin.
"Oh, Bill!" Maureen's voice reflected the state of shock that was coming over her.
"If he wants to fuck his mother that bad, I don't see why we shouldn't let him!!" Harry spoke with great amusement.
"OH, YOU'VE GOT TO BE CRAZY!" Maureen screamed at him. "HE'S MY OWN SON! I'M HIS MOTHER! WE COULDN'T POSSIBLY DO SOMETHING LIKE THAT! OH, THIS IS TERRIBLE!!" A crazed look of horror on her face, the distraught woman backed against one wall and hastily looked around for an escape route.
Picking up her riding crop again, Loretta strode over to the chair where Bill was embarrassedly seated. "On your feet!" the blonde dominatrix demanded, slashing him across the shoulders with the riding crop. "Go on! Go over there and fuck your mother!"
Standing up and looking thoroughly sheepish about the jutting erection that proved his attraction for his mother, the tormented young man hesitated and also tried to look around for a way to escape.
"Go on! Go on!" Loretta ordered, slapping his exposed thighs with the riding crop. "You're going to fuck your mother!"
Grimacing at the stinging blows and trying to speak through the gag in his mouth, the aroused youth gazed at his mother's shapely figure and slowly started advancing toward her!
"OH, NO, NO, NO!" Maureen screamed and backed against the wall. "OH, NO, BABY, YOU CANT DO THIS TO ME! YOU CANT RAPE YOUR MOTHER! YOU CANT! OH, PLEASE, OH, MY GOD! OH, NO! NO! NO!" Her fully dilated eyes were staring with total horror at her son's cement-hard and outthrust cock, and she was feverishly biting her fingernails.
"Go on! Fuck her!" Loretta urged, walking behind the naked young man and continually flicking his legs with the riding crop.
"OH, NO, BILL! BILL! NO! NO! YOU CANT POSSIBLY DO SUCH A THING TO YOUR OWN MOTHER!" Maureen screamed as he came closer. She was gasping for breath and squirming in a manner that made her melony breasts jounce up and down all the more provocatively. "OH, NO! I BEG YOU! DON'T STICK THAT BIG ... IN YOUR MOTHER'S . .
"Aw, quit carrying on so!" Harry curtly told the nearly hysterical woman. T can see your cunt's just drooling to have that big banana in it!"
"OH, YOU VICIOUS, CRUEL..." Maureen screamed at her captor. To make it worse, she knew that he was right and that she really was in fact highly stimulated at the prospect of being impaled on her adolescent son's massive battering ram! Hot, highly perfumed gushes of feminine honey were bubbling through her petulant pussy lips and trickling down the insides of her legs.
Preceded by his wildly pounding, lust-swollen cock, Bill stepped up to his highly distraught mother.
"Spread your legs for him!" Harry yelled at the frantic woman. "Then grab him with your arms and legs!"
"OH, NO, THIS IS JUST DREADFUL!" Maureen screamed as she felt her son's towering body taking command of her. Nevertheless, she opened her legs and clutched at his shoulders with both hands.
"Get the camera!" Harry hastily told his companion. "We're gonna see some good motherfucking!"
Fully aroused and knowing he had no choice anyway, Bill dipped his knees slightly and brought his rock hard cock into alignment with his mother's sopping wet and overheated cunt. Her plump bosom scraped his bare chest as he leaned well forward and suddenly raised himself up with all the force he could muster.
"EEEEEEEK!!!" Maureen emitted a bloodcurdling scream of pain and degradation as her son's blood-swollen prick viciously sliced through her yielding cunt like a rapier! The force lifted her feet off the floor and forced her back against the wall in a manner that nearly knocked the breath out of her, and she suddenly found herself clinging to him with all four limbs. "OWWWWWWWW! OHHHHHHHHHHH!" she screamed, a look of anguish on her distraught face.
"Fuck your mother, kid! Fuck her hard! She needs it!" Harry told the young man.
"OH, YOU'RE HURTING ME! TAKE IT OUT!" Maureen screamed, twisting like a worm as she found herself fully impaled on her son's thick, cement-hard pile driver. The blood-engorged masculine ramrod was thrust all the way in to her cervix, splitting her vaginal tract wide open. Fresh cloudbursts of feminine honey were inundating the area and thoroughly greasing his pounding cock for the ride ahead.
Despite his mother's agitated protests, Bill began thrusting back and forth with masculine strokes. Given no choice in the matter, Maureen held on with her arms and stockinged legs wrapped tightly around him.
"OOOOH! OOOOOH, NO! OOH, IT HURTS! OH, WHAT A DISGRACE, BILL!" Maureen carried on, her voice mixing excitement with shame and distress. "DON'T YOU REALIZE ... OOOOOOOOOH! OOOOOH, MY! HOW CAN YOU FUCK YOUR OWN MOTHER LIKE ... OOOOOOH! OOOOOOH!"
Her riding crop tucked under her arm, Loretta was busy photographing the mother-son fucking scene at various angles, making sure that the participants' faces were clearly discernible.
Tuck her! Fuck her, kid!" Harry kept urging the well built teenager on. "Make your mother cum! She loves it!"
"OH, YOU FOUL..." Maureen cried out in rage at her tormentor. "Oh, Bill, please it hurts! You shouldn't fuck your own mother! You shouldn't! Oh, it'd be terrible if you came inside me! OOOOOH! Oh, please stop before it's too late!"
"Don't pay any attention to her!" Harry warned the husky youth.
Thoroughly tantalized by his mother's hot, hungry cunt and slippery body, and knowing that her protests were largely feigned, Bill kept thrusting with powerful strokes that kept her back forced tightly against the wall. Each time he drove forward he could feel her cuntal walls sucking and grabbing at his swollen prick as if trying to swallow it completely. Both of them were short of breath and their squirming bodies felt as hot as fire against one another. f
"Mmmmmmmm! Mmmmmmm!" Bill strained and bit against his gag as he slammed against his mother's yielding body.
"OOOOOH! OOOOOOOH!" Maureen valiantly tried to fight against the forbidden pleasures that were tempting her, but was inexorably succumbing to them. The interior walls of her cunt were aflame and almost boiling over, while her tiny love button was almost painfully swollen. "OOOOOOH, NO, HONEY, STOP NOW BEFORE ITS TOO LATE! OH, PLEASE, WE CANT LET OURSELVES ... OOOOOOH! IT'S GOING TO BE YOUR RESPONSIBILITY IF WE ... OOOOOOH! I CAN'T STAND MUCH MORE OF THIS ... AHHHHHHHHHHH! OOOOOOOH!"
"Fuck your mother! Fuck her!" Harry yelled. "Make her cum! Make your mother cum!"
"Oh, don't do it, Bill! Don't!" Maureen shuddered as she spoke. "OOOOHH! OOOOOH! OOOOOOH! STOP, NOW! PLEEEESE!"
Totally disregarding his mother's last-second pleas, Bill pumped all the harder. His powerful thigh and pelvic muscles drove his wildly throbbing cock deep into her drooling cunt time after time, and he could feel her fingernails clawing deep into his bare flesh as she held on frantically.
"OOOOOH, NOOOOOOO!" Maureen screamed with distress as she found herself surrendering completely to the incestuous assault. "OH, I CANT TAKE IT! OOOOOOOH! OOOOOH, I'M GOING CRAZY! OH, YOU SHOULDN'T ... AHHH! OOOOOOOH! AHHHHHHHHH! OOOOH, THIS IS ... OOOOOOH! AHHHHHHH!"
"Now you got her going!" Harry told the highly aroused teenager. "Make her cum! Make her cum!"
"AHHHHHHH! OOOOOOOH! OOOOOOOH!" Maureen began gasping in a loud, passionate and totally abandoned manner. Her blonde head thrown back as far as possible with a look of total rapture on her face, the distraught woman wriggled with snake-like movements as her son's elongated pole thrust back and forth like a powerful jackhammer. "OOOOH! I ... OH, MY! OOOOOOH! I'M ... OH, WE SHOULDN'T OOOOOOH! OOOOOOOH! I'M SO ASHAMED OF MYSELF ... OOOOOOH! OOOOOOOH! AHHHHHHH! CAN'T YOU GET YOUR PRICK IN ANY DEEPER? CAN'T YOU? OOOOOOOOOOH! OOOOOOOOHHHH ... "
"Listen to her!" Loretta remarked with a laugh as she finally set the camera aside.
'The kid's gonna make his mother cum all right!" Harry predicted confidently.
Maureen was too far gone to hear their remarks. "OOOOOH! Ahhhhhhh! OOOOH! OOOOOH, MY!" the deeply aroused woman gasped as she clung desperately to her son's hard masculine body. Reflexive spasms were beginning to torture her hotly enflamed cunt, and rivers of feminine syrup were pouring over his rapidly thrusting prick. "OOOOOOH! I'M ... OOOOOOOOH! OOOOOOH! OH, MAKE ME CUM! MAKE YOUR MOTHER CUM! OOOOOOOH! OOOOOOOOH! OOOOOOOH ... "
Clawing and scratching, Maureen arched her back away from the wall in a frantic effort to permit the deepest possible penetration. Each upward stroke of his powerful young cock sent shivers of ecstasy racing through her body, and it seemed just impossible to get it in deep enough. Her mind was reeling and the thought that it was her own son who was producing such a wanton reaction was, for the moment at least, very much in the background.
"OOOOOOH! A AHHHHHHH! I'M ... I'M GOING TO ... AHHHHHHH ... OOOOOOOOOH ... OOOOOOOOOH..." Maureen found herself totally surrendering to the bliss of the moment.
With perfect timing, Bill drove his lust-bloated cock to the very nether depths of his mother's frantic cunt and exploded with a vivid artillery barrage of hot semen!
"OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!" Maureen screamed as if struck by a bolt of lightning. Her agitated body froze for a moment and then dissolved in violent spasms that felt as if they were going to tear her apart. Her eyes were closed and an expression of radiant bliss came over her face as she began wallowing in the sinful pleasures of the orgasm that had been inspired by her own son's magnificent prick. "OOOOOOOOOOOH ... OOOOOOOOOH ... I CAN'T BELIEVE ... AHHHHHHHHH ... "
"Wow, look at those two!" Loretta remarked as she and Harry stood watching the struggling mother-son twosome. "I wonder how many people ever get to see a kid screwing his own mother?"
"That gives me an idea!" Harry replied. "I'll bet there's quite a few people who'd like to see something like that!"