DAVY and HIS SLUTTY MOM

Part 4

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Davy, his dick still wet from his slutty mom sucking him, turned from his mom and looked at her boss' large erect cock just inches away.� He wasn't sure if he heard his mother correctly when she had said, "Do it for Mommy."� He looked away from the cock and to his mother.� He tried to read her expression, but still wasn't sure what those eyes were trying to tell him.� The ten-year-old boy looked up into the face of the mid-forties muscular man who in turn was looking down at him, staring at him, but not saying a word.� He glanced down at the man's drooling erect cock, and back to his mother.

"Jena, tell him exactly what you want him to do, " he heard the man say.

Conflicted as to what she should do, she closed her eyes momentarily.� She knew she needed to put a stop to all this, as it just wasn't right, but what choice did she have?� Jim was making her do it.� Besides, after all he had her little boy do already, at this point, what difference would just another sex act make?� Davy seemed fine with everything so far, maybe he would be fine with sucking Jim's dick too.� And if he wasn't fine with it, he could always refuse to do it.� But if she or Davy refused, would Jim go back on his promise of buying her a new car? � Heck, sucking dick isn't a big deal, she rationalized.� Then visualizing her young son's lips sliding over the big glans, her pussy began tingling; tingling in anticipation of seeing her son debased.

Opening her eyes, she looked into the trusting eyes of her son and spoke clearly.� "I want you to suck his dick, Davy." With those words spoken, she knew there was no turning back.� "Suck him for Mommy."

Davy now understood exactly what his mother wanted him to do.� He turned back to the cock he'd been told to suck and stared at it for a moment.� He'd never sucked a dick before, but if it was alright with his mom... He opened his mouth slightly and leaned forward. To his surprise, the man pulled back slightly, just enough to be out of easy reach.

"Davy, have you ever sucked a dick before?" Jim asked calmly.� Davy shook his head.

"You mean you and your two buddies don't suck one another?"� Again Davy shook his head.

"But you don't suck each other's dick?"� Davy shook his head in the negative.

"Well, I'll be damned!� I'd have thought you boys did that sort of thing.� I certainly did when I was your age.

"Well, if you want to suck my dick, you can, but I won't make you do that and neither will your mother.

"Tell you what.� Get that tube of KY Jelly and grease my dick up real good."

As Davy reached for the tube of lube on the top of the bed stand, Jena thought back to Jim fingering Davy's asshole earlier in the shower.� "Jim, what are you doing?"

"Getting ready to fuck some ass," he replied with a grin.

"No!� You can't do that to him!"

"Not him... you!� After you let him fuck you with that dildo..."

"I let him?"

"Don't quibble with me, Jena.� After he fucked you with that dildo, your pussy's gonna be a little too loose right now for me.� But, your ass... it's going to be just as� nice and tight like it always is.� You don't mind, do you?� Because if you do... tough shit, slut.� I'm going to fuck your ass and Davy's going to help me do it."

"Can't you just leave him out of it?"

"This is way too much fun to leave him out of it.� Hell, he already knows what a total slut you are, so just enjoy it.� Enjoy it as much as I will."

Turning to Davy he instructed the boy, "Get a big glob and work it all over my dick."� Davy squeezed out a big glob and set about his assigned task.� Davy enjoyed the feel of the big slippery dick in his small hand as he coated it with KY.� It was so much bigger than either of his two friends and it felt even more naughty doing this than playing with Jake's or Zeke's much smaller boy dicks.

"On your hands and knees, whore. Knees apart and at the edge of the bed... Do it, Jena!"

Jena maneuvered into position and waited for the assault, hoping that he'd be gentle, but preparing herself if he chose not to be.� She felt a big hand glide over the globes of her bare ass.

"Look here, boy," she heard Jim say to her son, "this is as fine of an ass as you'll ever see."� After all she'd been through these past eighteen hours or so, she still found it embarrassing to be displayed like this to her little boy.

"Now, take your hands and open your mama up."� Jena felt the small fingers, wet with KY, pry her buttocks apart.

"That's your mama's asshole.� She uses it sometimes like it was her pussy.

"Remember what you did before breakfast this morning?"� Davy looked up from his mom's anus questioningly.

"You put your fingers in her pussy and felt all around?"

As Davy nodded his understanding, Jena moaned in despair. Then she felt the little fingers probing tentatively and then felt a single small slippery digit slide up into her.�

"Oh, gawd," she moaned.

Then she remembered what came next... Davy's whole hand up her snatch.� "No, don't make him do that," she cried into the bedding.

"He's already doing it," Jim replied annoyed.

"How's that feel, boy?"

"Ummm, okay."

"Okay!� Now, just move your finger back and forth.� That's it!� Good boy!"

"Ohhhhhhh..." the boy's mother moaned.

"Hear that, Davy?� She likes it!"

"Jena, squeeze Davy's finger and show him how much you enjoy this."

"I'm not enjoy..." she began lifting her head, but when she did her sphincter contracted sharply.

"She squeezed it!" exclaimed her son.� "I felt it!"

"Good!� Now use two fingers," Davy was instructed.�

With her son's index finger and middle finger soon plunging easily in and out of her asshole, Jena knew what would be coming shortly. The plunging stopped and now her boy, following her boss' directions, was hooking his fingers, twisting his hand and tugging at her anal ring, loosening her up to take ever larger objects up her ass.� With a strange mixture of dread and pleasure, she noticed the additional lube when Jim thoughtfully added more to the boy's molesting fingers.�

The fingers suddenly vacated her ass and she heard Jim instruct, "Put your three fingers together, like this."� A moment later, she felt the larger bungle of juvenile digits slide up inside her.� She had no illusions of what would soon come... a bundle of all five fingers and then with a push, the whole hand.

But instead, what soon came next was Jim's fingers, reaching under and around her to diddle her clit.� It just wasn't fair what he was doing to her!� He was going to force her to cum as Davy pummeled her asshole.� It was so depraved what Jim was doing and she struggled to resist, willing herself not to cum.

'Don't cum, don't cum,' she told herself over and over, but then the three fingers became four and the beast began rising uncontrollably within her. As the precipice neared she panted, "Ah, ah, ah, ah..."

"That's it, cum, you whore slut!" Jim urged.� "Cum with your boy's hand up your butt!"

"Ah, ah, ah, ah... oh, my god, oh, my god, ah, ah..."

Suddenly the diddling fingers left her clit, followed by fingers up her ass.� Then it happened.� her asshole abruptly yielded and the large cock slammed all the way up her ass.� It was all too much and the pressure that had been building was released like a dam had suddenly burst.� "Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!" she wailed like she was possessed by a demon.

"That's it, slut!� Cum on my dick!� Cum on my fucking dick you, nasty whore!� Fuck, yeah, baby!� Cum on my cock! Show Davy what a whore you are!"

"You fucking bastard!" she managed to scream in counterpoint.� "Fuck my ass, you bastard.� Fuck me hard!"

Davy was now off to the side, watching Jim's hairy naked butt thrusting wildly as the big beefy man stroked his demanding cock into his mother's asshole.� He was also listening to the two fuckers as they cursed and screamed at each other.� From all outward appearances, they hated each other, just like he hated that stupid Lucy Brown at school.� Jake and Zeke hated the stuck up snob too and for a moment he visualized his friends holding her down on the school playground, frilly dress pushed up and over her head , kicking and screaming as he stuck his dick up her ass.

The caterwauling came to a head as Jim began bellowing like a wounded bull and then... silence and the two remained stock still, Jim's fingers still digging deeply into the flesh of Jena's hips.� Davy saw Jim move back slightly and heard a sloppy sounding, 'plop!' as his deflating dick was expelled from his whore's asshole.� Then his mom rolled over laughing, like it was just the funniest thing that had just happened.

Jim for his part, turned around and fell backward on the bed exclaiming, "You're the best, baby, the best!"

To Davy, it just didn't make sense, but then again, adults rarely made any sense to him. For several moments he stood looking at his mom and Jim, laughing and jabbering at each other while completely ignoring him.� He knew better than to intrude and figured that maybe he should just disappear.� His movement caught Jim's attention.�

"Hey, where do you think you're going?"

"I thought I'd go..."

"Go wash your hands, put on some clothes and go out and play," his mother instructed.

He looked to Jim to validate his mother's instructions.� Jim waved him away saying, "Go on, go play."

Davy turned and scurried naked from his mother's bedroom.

Washed and dressed, Davy went next door to see if his friends could play.� Answering the knock at the front door, Jake's mother/Zeke's stepmother glared at Davy like she always did.� To Davy, she could be a very scary lady, but he was more or less used to her gruffness. "Uh, can..."

Knowing why he was there she cut him off saying, "Your mother lets you dress like that?" Not waiting for a reply she went on, "Never mind, it's none of my business.�

"They're cleaning up their room. You're welcome to help them, but if I hear any noise..."

"Yes, Ma'am," Davy replied scurrying past the rotund woman.

When he entered the room, he was impressed.� It wasn't perfect, but he'd never seen their room this neat and orderly.

"Shut the door," Jake urged in a loud whisper.� Immediately the three boys began discussing in hushed tones today's adventure with Davy's mom, careful not to be overheard.� Davy, for his part, left out any mention of the strap-on, but freely discussed his mom sucking his dick again, as that was now common knowledge among the three friends.

Eventually the discussion of Mr. Jim and Davy's mom evolved into a general discussion about blowjobs.� "You and Jake do that?" Davy asked surprised at Zeke's revelation.

"Yeah, we do it a lot... after we've gone to bed for the night," Jake answered. "You wanna do it too?"

"I guess," Davy replied.� "Now?"

"No, not now!" Jake replied in a low voice.� "With my mom hanging around? No way, Jose!� But we could do it at your house.� Even if she caught us, I bet your mom won't care."

"I dunno about that," replied Davy, "but I don't think she'll say anything with Mr. Jim around."

"Yeah," agreed Zeke, "he's cool.� Let's do it at your house."

"Mom won't let us go until we're finished here," Jake pointed out.

"Yeah, let's finish this up!" Zeke added.��

Tabling their discussion of oral sex for the time being, the three boys stashed the few remaining toys and dirty clothes.� Satisfied with their work, Jake ventured out to get his mom's approval.� Initially she was impressed, but after checking under the beds and finding them stuffed with junk and then finding the closet jammed with stuff carelessly piled in there, she blew her top. Once the yelling had died down, she had them pull out all the junk from under the beds and all the stuff jammed carelessly into the closet and made them put it all away neatly in the closet and toy chests.

It was late afternoon before the boys were finished.� Still, Jake's mom wasn't satisfied and lashed out like she often did.� Davy ran home, putting as much distance between himself and the irate unreasonable woman as quickly as possible, leaving his hapless buddies to their fates.�

Once inside, he heard the shower running along with sounds of laughter coming from the sole bathroom. Walking past the open door to the bathroom, he saw the outlines of two people silhouetted on the shower curtain.� Having nothing better to do, he went to his own room and fiddled about with this and that. Remembering Jim's instructions to be naked when in the house, he shucked off his cutoff Harley-Davidson t-shirt and his ripped shorts.� After a short while, he noticed the sound of the shower running had ceased.� A moment later, Jim and his mother, both naked, walked past his open bedroom door on their way to his mother's bedroom.�

Mr. Jim reappeared seconds later in Davy's doorway.� "We're going out to the eat.� All of us," the nude man said.�

"Where?" Davy asked.

"You like seafood?"

"Fried shrimp?"

"Yeah, fried shrimp if that's what you want."

"Yeah!"

"Then get some clothes on, boy."� Davy leaned over and picked up his modified shorts and t-shirt from the floor.� "Not those!� Put on something reasonably nice."

"Yes, sir!"

Davy found some clean shorts and a clean t-shirt without holes in it. However, his mom didn't approve of his selection and sent him back to find and put on some khaki slacks with a belt and nice dress shirt, along with his black leather shoes.

Once again, Davy was thrilled to get another ride in Mr. Jim's Mercedes.

The national chain seafood restaurant was far from one of Jim's favorites, but he couldn't very well be seen with his fuck-toy and her boy at his club or at any of the usual high-end restaurants frequented by his wife and him.�� But for Davy, it was whole new world.� He'd never been to place with table cloths and cloth napkins before.� And the food!� The absolute best fried shrimp he'd ever eaten!� Much better than the rare occasions when his dad would let him get the fried shrimp at the greasy-spoon diner he always went to.� Jena too was pleased with the steamed lobster, a rare treat for the chronically cash-strapped secretary.�

After dinner, Jim stopped at an ice cream shop to get Davy a treat, then he stopped at a Red Box and rented a movie for the evening.� He selected a new release action movie, one that he felt would distract him from pussy long enough to recharge his balls and energy for a another marathon night of sex.

Back at Jena's, Jim opened a bottle of chilled white wine, poured two glasses and settled in on the sofa with his favorite cunt. For her part, Jena was surprised that he didn't want to immediately get naked and stick his cock into her, but she welcomed the respite from her seemingly insatiable boss.� Meanwhile, full of shrimp and ice cream, Davy disappeared into his room, correctly surmising that at the moment, his absence was more welcome than his presence and patiently waited until he was summoned for the movie.

Several times he sneaked a peak at the two adults, who were seemingly in no hurry to move things along.� Like his mother, he too was surprised that Jim didn't have his mother naked, but for the moment they remained� dressed.� This presented a dilemma for Davy.� Hadn't Jim told him that he wanted him naked when in the house?� Should he stay dressed like the two adults, or should he disrobe?� And if he took his clothes off, should he take them all off or should he keep his underwear on?� He decided that it might be best if he kept his underwear on for the moment, so that his mom wouldn't get cross with him.�

After waiting for what seemed forever to the boy, he ventured forth to inquire about the movie.�

"We almost forgot," Jim stated.� "Glad you mentioned it, Davy.� Why don't you put the movie on?" It pleased Davy that he was given this task.�

While he fiddled with the DVD player, Jim turned to Jena whispering, "Tell him that you want him naked for me."

"Really, Jim!" she replied, but seeing the immediate annoyed dirty look from Jim, she changed her tune.

"Davy, didn't Mr. Jim make it clear to you that when you're in the house he wants you to be naked... completely naked?"

"Uh, yes, Ma'am," Davy replied and slipped his underwear off.

"That's better," the boy's mother said.

Jim who had been sitting next to Jena, now took up position lying on the sofa with his head in her lap and his feet on the floor, careful to leave enough room for Davy to sit at the other end.

"Come sit with us," he told the now naked boy. Davy came and sat in the vacant space.

As the introductory credits began to roll, Jim whispered something to Jena so as to not be overheard.� A moment later, she told Davy, "Take off Mr. Jim's shoes and socks for him."

Sliding off the sofa, the naked boy set about the task.� When the man was barefoot, he resumed his seat on the sofa.�

The movie began, but five minutes in, Jim placed his foot in the boy's lap and his mother told him, "Davy, rub Mr. Jim's feet for him."

Dutifully, the boy took the big man's foot and began to rub it.� He rubbed for a few minutes, but his interest waned in favor of the movie.� Jim slid his foot from the naked boy's lap and replaced it with his other foot. Davy glanced over at Mr. Jim at the same time that he wiggled his foot.� The meaning was clear and for the next few minutes Davy rubbed and rubbed.

After a pause in the foot rubbing, Davy felt Mr. Jim's foot moving again, this time the man was doing the rubbing as he rubbed against the boy's privates.� Davy giggled at the unfamiliar feeling, but made no attempt to move away as the man rubbed his wiggling bare toes against the boy's now hard dick.�

Davy glanced over at Mr. Jim and saw that the man was watching him rather than watching the movie.� Looking up, he saw that his mother was also not watching the movie, but watching Mr. Jim's foot� rubbing against her son's dick while she ran her fingernails through Mr. Jim's hair.� Davy tried to return his attention to the movie, but the dick-rubbing foot was rather distracting.

This went on for several minutes, until Mr. Jim sat up, removed his shirt and then laid his head back in Jena's lap. For a moment the dick rubbing ceased, but soon it began again.� Again Davy looked over at his mother and her boss and saw that his mother was now lightly rubbing his bare chest and running her finger nails through his chest hair.� To Davy, it seemed that Mr. Jim had lost all interest in the video, and even Davy knew why, the movie was predictable and stale.� For an action movie, the action moved slowly and what little plot there was, made no sense whatsoever; typical of what Hollywood was peddling these days.� Still, the boy's attention was drawn to a massive onscreen explosion that the "hero" and his girlfriend somehow survived with no injuries, whereas all around them was death and destruction.

Davy felt Mr. Jim move again and looked over to see the man unfastening his belt. A moment later, his pants were open and he was sliding them off his hips.

"Davy," his mother said to him, "help Mr. Jim."

Davy, being the obedient and ever helpful son that he was, helped Mr. Jim pull his pants and boxer shorts off his legs, discarding the clothing on the floor. The man, still lying with his head on Jena's lap and with one foot resting in Davy's lap, was now as totally nude as Davy was.�

Davy returned his attention to the movie, but within a few minutes, Mr. Jim's foot began rubbing him again.� He glanced over again and this time saw that his mother had removed her blouse and bra. She was leaning forward and Mr. Jim had her tit in his mouth munching away, while her hand slid over the bare flesh of his rounded tummy.

That's when the movie stopped playing.� Davy returned his attention to the TV screen and saw the picture had dissolved into random pixels; even the sound was messed up as the DVD player began skipping over the disk.� It was a problem Davy had seen several times lately and he knew it didn't bode well for the rest of the movie.���

Back at the Red Box stop, Jena had told Jim that her DVD player wasn't working properly, but he'd ignored her and rented the movie anyway.� Knowing that the movie wasn't going to play, she picked up the remote and turned the TV off.� Davy was only mildly disappointed, as the movie really didn't hold much interest for him either.� His attention now returned to his mother rubbing on her boss.� With one leg over the back of the sofa and the other bent at the knee so that his foot was in Davy's lap, Davy couldn't help but look at the man's large genitals that were in plain view of the boy and within easy reach.�

Looking at the big semi-erect cock just inches, Davy suddenly recalled his hushed conversation with his two friends earlier that afternoon.� They had both said that they thought that it was fun to suck on the other's dick.� He also remembered what his mother had said even earlier, that it was okay to suck Mr. Jim's dick and to "do it for Mommy."� He was hesitant when she had told him to do it, but was ready to try it with Zeke and Jake had they gotten away from their mom.�

Jim felt the boy's small hand slide up his calf and then up his thigh.� Tentatively the boy brushed up against his balls.� A moment later the tentative touch and become more definite, before quickly evolving into an unmistakable feel up.� To Jim, this was heavenly.� He loved to have a sexy woman stroking his bare skin like Jena was doing now.� He also loved the feel of a meaty nipple between his lips as he was also doing now, but he also loved to have his cock fondled, and that too was happening now.� The fact that it was a mere boy doing the cock-fondling made it all the better.� He waited for the boy's mother to tell him to stop, but she didn't utter a word and was therefore now aiding and abetting the seduction of her son.� Then he considered the possibility that she might not have noticed what Davy was doing, even so, he now felt that the boy was his for the taking... if and when he so desired.

Jena had indeed noticed what Davy was doing.� She wasn't exactly comfortable with it, but no one was forcing Davy to do it.� Besides she'd earlier given up all rights to object to anything happening between Jim and her son when, for the promise of a new car to drive, she'd told the boy, "It's okay, baby.� Do it for Mommy." But even before that, she had sucked her son's dick at Jim's urging and had allowed, even if she was reluctant at the time, Davy fucking her with a strap-on dildo.� Just the thought of that made her pussy tingle and begin to gush her sap.

With Mr. Jim's hard cock in his hand, Davy looked up to gauge his mother's reaction.� Expecting to see disapproval in her eyes, he found acceptance instead.� For Davy, it was all he needed to go through what he planned to do.

Jena held her breath as she watched her 10 year old son's head begin to lower toward the fat cock he held in his hand.� She knew that she should put a stop to it, but then again... her tingling pussy did the talking, much like a man who thinks with his little head and not his brain.� When the boy paused with a mere inch or so separating his lips from the purplish head, she found herself willing his lips to the target.

Then it happened and a shudder ran through her. As his lips surrounded the seeping cockhead, Davy first noticed the silky smooth texture of the cock crown. Next he noticed the salty taste and slippery consistency of the clear precum that had seeped onto the head. All in all, it was pleasant sensation having Mr. Jim's big cock in his mouth.� Licking at the head, he heard Mr. Jim groan loudly and knew it was because of what he was doing.� He opened his mouth wider to try and take more of the dick into his mouth, but then Mr. Jim jerked, swatted him on the back of the head growling, "Watch those fucking teeth!" He opened even wider and took another inch of dick,� this time Mr. Jim moaned, so he thought he was doing good.

Jim savored the feel of his cock in the boy's mouth.� But he wasn't really blowing him, but just holding the dick in his mouth.� Jim correctly guessed that the boy didn't have clue as to what to do after he had the man's cock in his mouth.� To help the boy out, he gently placed his hand on the back of Davy's head and thrust his hips upward, driving the dick a little deeper and then pulled back, sliding the dick out a little.� After a few a few jabs, Davy caught on that he was supposed to move his mouth over the dick and not just hold it in his mouth.� After a few trial bobs of the head, Davy's lips sealed around Jim's cock, sliding up and down the shaft.� Suddenly he realized why his two friends liked to do this so much, it was good nasty fun to be sucking on a prick.

Jena was so turned on by the salacious scene before her that she slipped off the sofa and out from beneath Jim's head.� Jim, absorbed in getting blown by the kid, hardly noticed that she'd gotten up. Already topless, she quickly removed the tiny skirt she'd worn to the restaurant.� Jim hadn't allowed her to wear any panties, so save for the high heels, she was now naked.� Pulling her boy off the cock he was sucking, she mounted Jim, directed his cock to her cunt and impaled herself on him.

Jim really didn't mind the switch from the boy's mouth to the mother's pussy.� He loved pussy. and Jena was about the best pussy he'd ever had.� Besides, the boy was clumsy and didn't have a clue as to how to properly perform fellatio, not that Jim expected him to learn that skill in such short order. Reaching up, he took her two magnificent tits in his hands and mauled her while she fucked him. He loved the way she squeezed his dick with her well-toned pussy as she fucked him, a skill his harping wife had never bothered to learn, and a skill most of his previous whores never seemed to grasp either.� With Jena, it seemed second nature to milk a man's cock, a fact that was appreciated by all her lovers, save her ex-husband who took it all for granted.

Having been ejected by his mother, Davy sat on the floor by the sofa and watched his mother and Mr. Jim fuck.� She had her head thrown back as she undulated, rising and falling on Mr. Jim's thick prick.� He wasn't sure why, but liked watching them fuck and he'd now watched them fucking several times in last 24 hours.

After about eight minutes, Jim let go of her tits and grabbed her by the hips and in doing so, stopped her. "Get off for a minute, baby," he told her. Jena, thinking that a change in position was in order, slipped his cock from her puss and swung off of him.

"Suck my dick, boy!" he ordered his whore's boy.� Davy hopped up off the floor and hopped to it, eagerly taking the glistening prick into his mouth.� Immediately he noticed the difference in the flavor as he tasted his mother's pussy.� With gusto, he went after it.� Actually he went after it with a little too much gusto and not enough finesse, causing Jim to jerk several times as the boy's teeth scraped him.

Jim now had a decision to make... whether to cum in the kid's mouth or save it for Jena.� Considering the question while the boy sucked him, he decided that it just might ruin things if Davy got queasy slurping the unfamiliar emission as it shot from his dick.� Instead, he decided to cum in the boy's mother's cunt and then have the kid lick her clean.

When Mr. Jim pushed him off his cock, Davy wondered if he'd done something wrong, as the man was now demanding that his mother take his cock up her snatch.� Jena mounted her boss again and for the next few minutes, rose and fell with practiced ease.

"I'm gonna cum in your nasty cunt, you fucking whore," Davy heard him say.� Then he grunted as he punched his hips upward into her. A moment later his mom stopped moving back and forth, then Jim rolled her off as he slid off the sofa.

"Open those fucking legs!" he heard him say.� His mom hiked her legs as she spread herself open.

"Okay, boy.� Clean your mother's cunt." Davy got up and began to walk away.

"Where the fuck do you think you're going?"

"To get a wash cloth?" the boy answered.

"Use your tongue!� Lick her cunt clean."

Davy looked between his mom's open legs and at the wet engorged pussy that was now oozing something.� He looked back at Jim to make sure he was understanding him correctly.�

"Go on, boy.� Eat her out, like you did this morning."

Davy looked back at his mom's cum oozing cunt.� Remembering the somewhat funky taste and odor of his mom's pussy from earlier this morning, and knowing that it really didn't taste bad, in fact, it kind of tasted... He wasn't sure what it tasted like, but he sort of liked it.� Davy shrugged his shoulders and crawled between his mother's legs.

Jena knew that she should put a stop to all this, but she remained silent as her little boy began licking her cunt lips, slurping up the creamy residue of sex.� Closing her eyes, she just let it happen, as it just felt so damned good to be licked.� She felt him scouring her trench with his small tongue and felt him licking down across her asshole, and then digging deep into her slutty vagina.

Lost in the pleasant sensations, she was just vaguely aware of Jim telling her son, "Lick her here.� She loves to be licked here."

Jena moaned as the small tongue lapped at her clit and before she knew it, she felt an orgasm building and then erupting over her.

As his mom clamped her thighs about his head and began thrashing about, Davy had a hard time keeping his tongue where it was supposed to be.� But worse still, he couldn't breathe as his entire face seemed to be enveloped by his mom's pussy lips. As the mother twisted back and forth, Davy struggled to get free.� Just as he thought he was going to be smothered and die, strong hands on his shoulders yanked him backwards and free.�

With the boy gasping for air and with his face glistening with pussy juice and cum, Jim was mightily amused.� Never in his wildest imagination had he ever thought anything like this was even remotely possible. It was just too much fun debasing the slut and her little boy.� The raunchy possibilities with these two was staggering, limited only by his imagination. Be that as it may, there was a limit he realized, his own stamina and right then it was flagging.� It had been a long day cavorting with this whore and her boy.� Deciding it was time to call it quits for the evening, he wandered off to Jena's bedroom, flopped down on the bed and was snoring away within minutes.

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