DAVY and HIS SLUTTY MOM

Part 2

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To ten-year-old Davy, being squeezed between the wet and slippery naked bodies of his mom and her boss in the standard sized tub/shower was best fun ever.� No matter how he turned, his face was pressed into bare flesh, either silky smooth flesh or hairy flesh.� If he turned to face his mom, a big soapy hand slid between his ass cheeks and toyed with his asshole, making him giggle and squirm. Turning to face the beefy graying man, that same hand tweaked and goosed him in his privates.� All the while his mom ineffectually admonished the man to leave her boy alone, which only served to spur Jim to continue his playful molestation of the young boy.

"For heaven's sake, Jim, leave Davy alone!" his mother pleaded.

"This is just too good, Jena," the man laughed, "besides, the boy likes it.� Don't you, boy?"

Davy, hugging his naked mom, was dancing about in the shower, giggling uncontrollably as a large fingertip repeatedly� violated his asshole.�

"Stop it, Jim! Stop it, right now!" the mother pleaded.� Jim, having as much fun as the boy was having, raised both hands so that Jena could see them while he lewdly ground his crotch into the nude boy's back.

"Do that again, Mr. Jim!" Davy demanded. �Jena was somewhat surprised that Davy would ask to be molested, but then she noticed her boy's hard little pecker as he pressed it against her thigh.� Jena watched as Jim stepped back a few inches, then she felt Davy rise up on his tiptoes and felt his body tremble as Jim ran his entire finger up the boy's rectum.

"You like that finger up your ass, boy?" Jim asked with a laugh while moving his finger back and forth deep inside the boy.

"Oh, Jim, please!" Jena pleaded on her son's behalf.

Jim pulled his molesting digit from Davy's violated asshole commenting, "Don't get your twat in a knot, Jena.� We were just having a little fun. Just playing proctologist. No harm done."

He then turned the grinning boy to face him, handed Davy a bar of soap and instructed, "Now, you wash your mama's pussy real good."

"Oh, Jim, no!" pleaded Jena.� "Please, don't make him do that!"

"Hush up, woman!� You don't ever tell me no. Not unles you want your ass spanked and blistered!

"Now, we need to get your slutty cunt nice and clean, don't we? We don't want you leaking cum from your cunt while we are at IHOP, do we?

"Now, go ahead, boy.� Wash your mama's pussy and wash it good.� Don't pay her no mind, she does what she's told."

Davy took the soap and turned back to his mother.

"Open your legs, Jena," Jim ordered his whore.

Silently, but with an anguished pleading look, she did what she was told and provided her boy with easy access to her cunt. As his small soapy hand slid between her legs and around in her slit, Jena bit her lip and closed her eyes.� She felt Jim's hand when he took Davy's hand to direct it for maximum effect.� The first few moments were kind of rough and clumsy, but once Davy settled on twiddling her clit it was all Jena could do to not moan like the slut she was.

For Jena it was a humiliating experience having her little boy arouse her so. As bad as it was, it was only about to get worse.

She cried out, not that it did her any good, when heard Jim instruct Davy to, "Suck your mama's tits, boy.� She loves having her tits sucked."

When she then felt her boy's lips lock onto a nipple, she knew she was doomed to suffer the ultimate humilation. � She'd always had a direct neurological connection between her nipples and her clit, and within a few moments the nipple sucking, coupled with the clit diddling, triggered the first of several orgasmic waves thundering through her aroused body.��

Davy, his mouth stuffed with a big fat nipple, noticed the sudden change in his mama as she tightly grasped him by the back of the head and held him to her D-cup tit while her hips thrust and pumped against her boy's pleasuring hand, all the while wailing a mournful cry.

"That's it, boy," the boy heard Jim encourage gleefully.� "Make your mother cum like the slutty whore she is!"

He didn't fully understand what some of the words meant, but Davy knew they were dirty words, words that if he used at school, he'd get in a lot of trouble over. So, while Jim continued his steady lewd prattle, Davy continued sucking on his mama's distended swollen nipple and fingering that mysterious bump at the front of her slit and Jena continued to wail, hump and hold him to her tit.

As much fun as the three of them were having jammed into the small tub/shower, the fun couldn't last any longer than the hot water.� When it gave out, it gave out suddenly, drenching them in a cold spray that sent the three of� them hollering and scrambling out of the shower in laughter.

Jena had hardly caught her breath when Davy thrust his hand between her legs again.� Jena, still wet and now covered in goose bumps complained, "Make him stop, Jim!� Make him stop!" as she tried to keep her son's hand from her cunt.

"That's enough for now, Davy," Jim said pulling the boy's hand away from his mother's crotch. "There'll be plenty of time for that later.

"Now, dry off, my boy and go get some clothes on."� Davy listened to Jim, as he was clearly the boss, and stopped trying to molest his mother.�

By the time Jim and Davy exited the small bathroom, the place was a wet mess.� As Jena walked to her bedroom where Jim was putting on his clothes, she was mostly thankful that her hair hadn't gotten wet and was no more concerned about the soaking wet bathroom than the two males.

She was just putting a bra on when Davy presented himself in play shorts and an old t-shirt.� Seeing the barefoot boy, Jim had an idea and rummaged about Jena's dresser drawers and found a pair of scissors.

"Take off that shirt, Davy," the man ordered.� Davy shrugged and shucked the shirt.� Even though it was an old shirt, it was one of Davy's favorites with a Harley-Davidson logo on the front. To Davy's dismay, Jim� cut off the sleeves and then trimmed the shirt tail before throwing it back to the boy.

"Try that on, boy," Jim admonished. Davy put on what was left of his shirt.

One could see right through the very enlarged arm holes to the other side and the boy's stomach and belly button were exposed. "You can't expect him to go out in public in that!" declared Jena.

"I rather like it," declared Jim with a laugh.

"He's half naked!"

"How about it, boy? Do you like it?" Jim asked.

As long as the prized logo was intact, Davy was fine with the modifications.� "Yeah, I like it," he replied.

"Go put another shirt on, Davy," his mother told him.

"You'll do no such thing, boy," Jim interjected. "You'll go as you are, but you'll need some shoes."

"Yes, sir!" Davy replied.�

Before he turned and returned to his room to locate a pair of shoes, Jim stopped him.� Going up to the boy, he pulled out the elastic waistband of Davy's shorts and looked down his shorts. "One other thing, lose the underwear too."

"Yes, sir," Davy replied shucking off his shorts and underwear right there. Pulling the shorts back on sans his tightie-whities, Davy ran off to find some shoes.

When he returned wearing flip-flops, his mom was dressed and putting on some makeup. Jim beckoned the boy with his finger and once Davy was close, Jim took the scissors and cut the side seams of the boy's play shorts almost up to the elastic waist band, thereby exposing a good deal of bare hip on both sides.

Jena saw what her boss had done to her son's clothes, and registered her disapproval by glaring at the man.� However, she thought better of making it issue, and said nothing. When Jim tested his modification, he was looking straight at the boy's mother and slid his hand through the open sides of the modified shorts and groped the kid's butt; she again said nothing.� Satisfied that he had total control of both the boy and his mom, Jim removed his hand from the kid's ass and announced, "Let's go!" A few minutes later and the trio were on their way to breakfast at IHOP.

Sliding into the back seat of the luxurious E-class Mercedes sedan, Davy was in awe.� This was nothing like his mother's old Toyota with the fading paint, crumpled rear fender, well worn interior, and funky moldy smells. The only thing their worn out car had going for it was that it ran and the A/C worked reasonably well.� He was still exploring all the backseat gadgets when they arrived at IHOP.�

As Jim expected, the boy got quite a few stares, from both men and women; almost as many stares as did the scantily clad woman wearing painted on short-shorts, high heels and who was practically falling out of her tight-fitting low-cut top. More than a few of the people concluded that both the woman and the boy were whores, precisely what Jim wanted them to think.

To Davy, going to IHOP and getting a Funny Face Pancake was the best.� He rarely got to go to the ionic pancake house with his dad and never with just his mother, so this was really special for him and he had Mr. Jim to thank for it.�� His pancake was so much fun that he was reluctant to eat it, but when his mother insisted, he soaked it in three kinds of syrup, dug in and relished eating it.

Back home, his mother wanted him to change clothes and go off to play with his friends, but Jim told him to go as he was.� He also added the admonition not to say anything to anyone about anything that took place in their house.� Davy had heard that many times from his mom and knew that certain things were private and not to be shared with his friends.

Once he was gone, Jena complained to Jim, "You should've let him change clothes."

"Why?� He's decent."

"Decent? Barely.� What will the neighbors think?"

"Who gives a fuck what your neighbors think," Jim replied.

"I do," she answered.

"Your opinion doesn't count with me.� Remember that.� I own your ass and as of this morning, I own his ass too."

"You can't be serious.� He's just a boy."

"A dirty, nasty boy... the best kind.� Oh, don't worry, I won't have him do anything he doesn't want to do."

"Leave him out of it, Jim," the slut mother begged.

"To late for that.� You should have thought about that last night when you let him stay home knowing I was going to be here fucking you all weekend."

"My ex was supposed to take him this weekend," she defended.� "The thoughtless bastard never showed up."

"Hey, not my problem.� But, I'm glad he didn't show up.� It's going to be a lot of fun having your boy around.

"Now, I'm going out and picking up some toys for us."

"What kind of toys?"

"What do you think?"

"For God's sake, Jim, not with Davy around!"

"Especially with Davy around," Jim laughed.

Jena cringed begging, "Please, Jim..."

"Oh, hush up! I'll be back in an hour or so.� And when I get back, I want your ass naked."� With that Jim left Jena in a fretful state.�

She knew she should put a stop to whatever Jim had in mind involving Davy, and she tried to steel herself to not only telling him so, but making him understand that Davy was off limits.� But as the hour passed, she also knew that she needed to humor Jim and that it'd be best if she was ready for him when he got back, and that meant she needed to undress.

Standing before her full length mirror admiring her figure, she also knew that being not quite nude was sometimes sexier than being totally nude.� She decided to leave on her high heels and faux-diamond earrings, and to put on her black, sheer see-through robe, the one with the single tie at the neck.� Dressed for sex, she sat at her dresser fussing with her hair and her makeup, confident that she'd have the desired effect on Jim.

Hearing the front door open and then close, she glanced at the clock and saw that it had been nearly an hour and a half since Jim left.� Hearing a rustling at the open bedroom door, she turned with her practiced come-hither smile and arched her back to make her large tits seem even larger.� For a moment she sat there posed, the robe flowing to either side of her naked body.� She didn't have her contacts in, but even though her vision was blurred, she realized that it wasn't Jim standing at the door admiring her. It was Davy and with Davy was his two best friends, Jake and Zeke!

The two neighbor boys gawked at the near nude woman with open mouths.� From his mother's startled expression, Davy knew that he was in big trouble.

"Davy!� What....� What are you doing?" she said closing her robe.� "They shouldn't be here!"

"I... I saw that Mr. Jim's car was gone and I thought..."

"Out!� Get out!� Get out, all of you!" she screamed.

The three boys broke into a run for the front door. But just as they got there, Jim opened the door and was almost trampled.� "Whoa!" he exclaimed.� The boys froze in their tracks.

"What's going on here?"

"Uh, I thought you'd gone and I just wanted to ask Mama if Zeke and Jake could play over here," Davy answered.

"What did she say?"

"She said to get out," replied Davy.� Then in a lowered voice he added, "She was naked."

Jim burst into laughter.� "Naked, you say?� So, did you boys get an eyeful?"� Jake and Zeke nodded somewhat embarrassed.

"Well, what do you say if we go see what her problem is.� Come with me, boys."

Jena was relieved when she saw Jim walk into the bedroom, but her relief was short lived when she saw the three boys tagging along behind.

"My, my, my," Jim began, "you look fabulous, Jena, and sexy as hell! Baby, you do give me a hard-on!"�

Normally Jena would have been pleased with the praise, but... "Jim, make them go away!"

"Hush up, woman!� As they say, there's no harm in looking."

Turning to Davy's friends he asked, "You boys don't mind looking, do you?" Both bug-eyed neighbor boys shook their heads.

"I didn't think so," Jim laughed.

"You boys ever see a woman dressed like that before?" The boys shook their heads once again.

"Do you like what you see?"� This time they both nodded in the affirmative.

"Yeah, I like it too.�

"Women dress like that to give guys like us a hard-on.� I have a hard-on, how about you boys?"� This time the boys remained stoic.

"Oh, come now, don't be shy. Do you all have stiff boners?" Prodded, the boys nodded in bashful silence.

"Now's here's a tip," Jim continued reveling in Jena's humiliation.� "If you see a woman dressed to please, and Davy's mom is dressed to please, you should tell her what you think."

Jake, being the bolder of the three said, "Gee, Miss Jena.� You sure are pretty!" and then turned a bright shade of red.

"Yeah, real pretty," added Zeke grinning.

Turning back to the scantily clad woman, Jim said, "See, Jena.� The boys like what they see.� So, what's the harm?"

"Oh, please, Jim.� Make them go away. They shouldn't see..."

"Hush, woman, hush!� These boys aren't going� anywhere.� They came over to play, and play they shall.

"Now, stand up, woman."

Reluctantly, Jena stood up, careful to keep her robe closed, not that it did much good with the nearly transparent gossamer material. Warily, she watched as Jim strode forward and then stood at her back.� He wasn't touching her, but he was so close that she could feel his body heat through the thin material of her skimpy robe.�

"Put your hands down, Jena," he whispered to her.�

With trepidation she let go of the robe and lowered her hands, all the while watching the three gawking boys just inside her bedroom door. She felt Jim place his hands on her shapely hips, but it was only for a brief moment as he gathered up the material in his hands and pulled her robe open, exposing her sexy body to the boys.� Jena felt a tremor course through her body, a tremor brought on by the acute embarrassment of being exposed to the grinning young boys like this.�

Gathering the material of his whore's robe behind her back in one hand, Jim slid the now free hand around and across her big full tits.� Taking one end of the tie between his fingers, he slowly pulled it until the neck of the robe was fully open.� She now felt his hands at her shoulders, pulling at the robe. Suddenly she felt the robe drop to her hands, where she caught it in a desperate attempt to maintain some modicum of modesty. If modesty was her goal, she failed miserably, for to the boys it looked like she was holding her robe open about her waist for them, not that any of them really noticed, as their eyes were fixated on her large bare breasts.

As Jim's hands slid down to cup and maul her generous tits, Jena feebly protested in a whisper, "Please, Jim... don't."

"You love it," he whispered back.� "Look at those boys.� They may be young, but all three of them have stiff peckers seeing you."

"Jim, please..."

"Now, now, you just hush up and enjoy this."

Jim looked up and over Jena's bare shoulder.� "Come closer, boys!"

"Oh, no, Jim!� Really..." she protested.

Jim ignored her pleas and waved for the boys to come closer.� When they were but two feet away, they stopped.� "Boys, what you see here is a fine example of womanly charms.� You won't find tits better than Davy's mom's tits, eh, Davy?"

Davy, knowing who was in charge answered, "No, sir.� Mom's tits are awesome."

"That's right, boy.� Your mama's tits are awesome. So is her pussy, don't you think?"

"Yes, sir!" he replied brightly.

"And how about your two friends? You boys like what you see?"� Jake and Zeke both grinned ear-to-ear, nodding their approval.

"Have you boys ever felt a woman's tit before," Jim asked the two neighbor boys.� Both shook their heads in the negative.�

"That's not true," Jim continued, "your mothers held you to their tit to suck milk from their tits when you were babies.� Neither of you remember that?" Again the two boys shook their heads in the negative.

"Well, we'll just have to fix that.� Here, reach out and touch them."

As if their feet were set in concrete, the two boys didn't make a move.

Turning his attention to Davy, Jim suggested, "Why don't you show your friends how?"

"You mean touch them or suck on them?" Davy asked needing clarification.

"That's a good idea, boy.� Why not do both?"

As Davy stepped towards his naked mom, she blurted out, "Davy, no!" and reached forward to push him away.

"God damn it, Jena!" Jim nearly yelled in her ear, causing her to flinch away. "If I tell your boy to touch your tits, you let him touch your tits! You don't ever tell me no.� You're my slut whore, bought and paid for.� Remember that!"

"I'm sorry, Jim.� It's just... Oh, gawd, Jim, send them away.� I'll do anything you want me to do, just send them away."

Grasping her hands behind her back he growled, "You'll do whatever in the hell I want, when I want, whether or not I send them away.

"Davy! Over there by the bed... go get my necktie."�

Davy dashed over and retrieved the silk necktie draped over the foot rail of the bed and brought it back to Jim, who promptly tied Jena's hands behind her back.� With the boy's mother's hand secured snuggly behind her back he then ordered her son, "Now, feel her up boy and suck on her!"

"Davy, no!" the boy's mother pleaded.

"Don't pay her no mind, Davy.� She's loving this.� Now, go on, show your two friends what to do with a woman's tits."�

Davy, knowing that Jim was the boss, ignored his mother's renewed plea and grabbing her right tit with his left hand, latched his lips around her left nipple.� For good measure, he ran his right hand between her legs which brought on another round of fruitless protest from his slut mother.

Jake and Zeke stared in wide-eyed wonder as their friend molested his nude mother, their immature boy peckers straining at the fabric of their play shorts.

On one level, Jena was mortified by what was happening and she tried her best to keep the beast within her in check.� Not only was her boy having a predictable effect upon her, but the sheer naughtiness of what Jim had orchestrated was exciting beyond belief.� Try as she might to control it, the beast rose up under the simultaneous assault on her tits and her clit.

Her cries of, "No, Davy, no..." suddenly changed to, "Oh, fuck, oh fuck...," and then to, "Oh, my gawd, I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum!� Don't stop, baby, don't stop!� I'm, I'm... oh, dear god, I'm cumminggggggg!!!!"

By now both Jake and Zeke had their hands down the front of their shorts, unconsciously rubbing their stiff little dicks as the salacious incestuous show unfolded before their young eyes.� But when Jena's eyes rolled back into her head and she began shaking as if in a seizure, they both stopped rubbing for a moment, alarmed by what appeared to them to be a serious medical situation.� Their alarm wasn't dampened� when her knees buckled and she sank down to the floor in a heap of naked flesh.� But her collapse at the hands of her ten year old son did bring about an end to the sexual stimulation.

Her system flooded with endorphins, Jena was in a daze as tiny orgasmic aftershocks periodically shot through her body.� In her stupor she heard voices, or rather she heard Jim's voice, though what he was saying didn't register with her.

"She's alright boys.� She just had the biggest orgasm I've ever seen. The slut loves this shit.

"You know what an orgasm is, don't you? I'm sure you boys beat off at night in bed and get this intense feeling, don't you?� Well, that's an orgasm.� Women have orgasms too... sometimes huge orgasms, like this slut just did.�

"Now, she may looked wiped out at the moment, but it'll pass and soon she'll be ready for more.� Are you boys ready to give this whore more?

"Good!� Now, from now on we all play this game stark naked, so strip, boys. Strip naked for Miss Jena.� She loves naked boys as much as you love having her naked."

The aftershocks had abated and Jena was suffused with the warm afterglow of a great cum.� Her eyes fluttered open and she was met by the sight of three naked boys standing around her, three naked boys with their cute little peckers at attention.

"Who's first?" she heard Jim ask.

"How about you? You just do what Davy did.� Okay?"

Jena was just becoming aware that she was lying on the carpeted floor with her hands tied behind her back as Zeke knelt down beside her.� A quick glance and she saw that her nipples were swollen and erect.� The young neighbor boy, not wanting to put his mouth where Davy's mouth had just been, took her saliva coated left tit in his hand and lowered his lips to her right teat.�

She tried to protest, but the words wouldn't form.� Feeling his hand descending across her bare belly, she had presence of mind to close her legs, but she couldn't.� Glancing past the now suckling neighbor boy, she saw why she couldn't close her legs, as Jim stood spread legged between her legs, naked and with a huge seeping hard-on.�

"Oh, gawd," she muttered as the small boyish hand slid across her shaven mons.

"Show him where to rub, Davy," she heard her boss, lover and master say.

She knew it was useless to protest as her naked son sprang into action, directing his friend's hand to her sopping� wet pussy and showing him just where to rub.� For a moment she had a respite as Zeke was more interested in feeling around between her swollen labia than just rubbing that one little bump.� Not that it mattered, as Davy diddled her for him while Zeke explored the mysteries of a female's pussy for the very first time.

Knowing that it was useless to try and resist, Jena, muttering obscenities, just let the beast within her loose.� Soon she was climbing the mount of lust and teetering once again on the brink of the precipice. She cried out briefly as she was swept into the breath-taking vortex and briefly entered that place where only her pussy in the throes of penultimate pleasure existed.

Jake, now kneeling before Davy's naked and prostrate mother, faced a dilemma.� He couldn't very well not do what his two buddies had done, as they would call him chicken and he'd lose face, but she only had two tits and both were now wet with the saliva from his friends.�� Like Zeke before him, Davy helped Jake out, directing his friend's hand between his mother's splayed open legs and the other to the wettest of the two tits, the one Zeke had just sucked.� This left the only option for Jake's mouth the driest tit, the one Davy had sucked on first.�

Jena hadn't recovered from her last orgasm when felt the onslaught renew, and within moments she was trashing about in the throes of yet another orgasm at the hands of mere boys.� By this time she was beyond caring who was doing what to her, just so long as they continued doing it.� But when she came down from her third hard cum, she managed to plead, "No more... No more... Please no more..."� To her surprise, she found that her hands were now free and she was able to push the molesting boy away from her.

When she recovered enough to open her eyes, she saw the three young naked boys standing around her.� Jim was still standing between her legs, but he was whispering something to Davy.� What was being said she couldn't hear, and even if she could have heard it, it is doubtful in her highly aroused state that she would have comprehended it.� What she did comprehend was when Jim knelt between her legs, pushed her knees to her chest and roughly entered her.����

Feeling her wanton pussy being filled by a demanding large cock was just what her ever-needy pussy craved.� Not caring that they had an audience or who was in that audience, she dug her heels into Jim's naked buttocks and spurred him on for a hard fucking, crying out, "Yes, yes, yes!� Fuck my pussy, you mother fucking bastard!� Fuck me hard!� Fuck me...� fuck me...� fuck me... Oh, god, yes, baby, fuck me with that big cock...� Fuck me good!"

Davy had seen his mother and Jim copulating before, last night and again this morning, but Zeke and Jake had never witnessed the act before.� Indeed, up until that moment, the two ten-year-olds had never even conceptualized such a thing before. Nonetheless, they liked what they saw, though they both would have been hard pressed to tell you why they were enjoying the licentious show.

For a good five minutes, Jim mercilessly drilled her into the carpet, the room filling with wetly squishing sounds and the rhythmic thap, thap, thap of groin meeting groin, as well as Jena's vulgar obscenities, obscenities that quickly entered the boys' working vocabulary.

He rolled the both of them over, still joined by their genitals.� Jena rose up and began using Jim's prick like it was a pogo stick, her big tits swaying and gyrating wildly to her energetic motions.� Davy hadn't seen them fuck like this before, so he just watched for a few minutes before he carried out Jim's earlier whispered orders.

Straddling Jim's body and facing his lustful mother, he reached out and grabbed her titties for a few moments, then letting go of her tits, he grabbed her behind her head, stepped closer and directed her lips to his dick.� Jena, beyond all reason and propriety, eagerly took the offered cocklett between her lips and eagerly sucked on her son while fucking her boss.� To Jena, sucking cock rated an eight on a ten point scale of sexual acts; the fact that she was sucking her son brought it to a level of nine; the fact that she was having sex with both Jim and Davy at the same time, brought it past ten to an eleven or perhaps a twelve.

Being the expert cock sucker that she was, she worked her tongue non-stop on Davy's immature organ as her lips slid up and down the short shaft.� She cupped his little balls as she sucked and fucked,� gripping his right buttock tightly, leaving red finger marks on the pasty white cheek.

Even though it wasn't his first blowjob from his mom, he was quite unprepared for her energetic and skilled oral ministrations. This time she wasn't sucking his dick reluctantly, but with gusto.� Having been masturbating ever since Jake showed him how last year, he felt the familiar tingling growing in his groin and with an out of control rush, he was crying out in pleasure as his immature dick throbbed and throbbed with a dry cum.� But even when his orgasm had passed and his little dick began to wilt, his mother continued sucking and lashing the now very sensitive head until he had to yank it from her mouth and quickly move away.�

Jake, who was actually fairly quick on the uptake, and instinctively knowing what to do, wasted no time in replacing his friend.� He didn't bother grabbing her gyrating tits and simply pushed his crotch into her face.� Jena, eager for a fresh new dick, gobbled him up immediately.� Jake's eyes flew wide open as the slut's hot wet mouth slurped in his young pecker.� He'd never felt anything like it before.� Until that moment, beating off had been his most favorite thing to do with his dick; now in an instant, he had a new favorite.� As she sucked his pre-teen dick, fondled his nuts and gripped his bare ass, Jake pumped his hips while she sucked him.� Like Davy before, he couldn't withstand what her experienced lips and tongue were doing to him for very long before a blinding dry cum swept over him.�

Spent, the ten-year-old neighbor boy staggered back and away from his friend's slutty mom.� In his place, Zeke quickly filled the breach and he too was treated to his first ever blowjob.�

As sometimes happens, Jena, Jim and young Zeke, reached the point of no return simultaneously with Jena's pussy clamping down on Jim's thrusting cock with a vise-like grip as his cock throbbed and spewed his seed into the depths of her cunt, while young Zeke, blinded temporarily by his own dry climax, thrashed around� like a fish on hook, unable to dislodge his throbbing pecker from the voraciously sucking mouth that held him.

The storm quickly passed leaving the man, the slut and the three boys spent and exhausted.� Everyone had a grand time and it would be an event never to be forgotten by any of the participants.� Jena and Jim, neither bothering to get dressed, praised the boys and admonished them to keep it all a secret with the promise that they could all do it again, but only if no one outside their little group never heard about it.�

The boys, of course, would discuss it between themselves, especially when they wanted Davy's mom to suck their dicks, which she readily did, but the boys all kept their word and never divulged to anyone what frequently happened at Davy's house with his slutty mom.

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