Janice Roberts was speaking to Betty on the phone. She was excitedly telling Betty of her activities of the day. Then her son Joey walked into the house. Janice had used her lawyer, Joan Grayson to initiate the plans. Janice had purchased temporary electronic cameras to install in the large Hotel room she had reserved. The illegal installation is why she needed Joan.
"Shit Betty, the two white guys, about thirtyish, was astonished the way she dropped to her knees and begged to suck their dicks. Of course she didn't know why she had to do it, she did as I ordered. She sucked and slurped back and forth their dicks as I told the two men to shoot all over the black cunt's face." Janice became heated as she re-lived these events and waved to Joey to stand before her as she sat in her kitchen.
"Betty, I really thought the men would request more from Joan to install the equipment, but they were happy to do it after they spurted all over her face!"
When Joey was with her she had his shorts about his ankles and fisted his hardening cock. Betty had many questions unanswered by Janice, who hung up once Joey's cock was fully hard, fat, and right in front of her face.
"Wow Mom! You really love sucking on my dick!," was all the surprised lad could say.
*****
Betty Jenkins had informed Janice of the calls she received from members of Joey's baseball team. She had given two men a brief explanation of the letters they had found in their lockers, with a time and location of the activities. Should they refuse, they could pass along the invitation to another member of the team. Betty wondered if the participants from her son's basketball team had contacted Janice yet.
Early the next morning Joey Roberts stood alone on the basketball court waiting for Billy to arrive. Billy was just pulling his long black rod, soaking wet and wilting, from his mom's satisfied cunt. Even though she was already dressed for work, he ordered her down to her knees and shoved her panties aside.
*****
"Where were you Man!? Joey scolded Billy once he arrived.
"My Mom slowed me up. You know how she can get," responded Billy. Joey laughed in memory of a few days ago.
"Yeah man, what ever happened the other day, did Mommy Jenkins put you over her knee?," chided Joey.
"Naw Man! We went home but, I was on top of things you know..." chuckled Billy. "What happened to you when Mrs. Roberts caught you fucking on her precious coffee table, Ha! Ha!"
"Don't trip Man! I guess while you were getting spanked, my mom really mouthed off at me, you know what I'm sayin'..." Joey mused.
"Word"
*****
Betty Jenkins was getting her horny little pussy fucked for the second time that day. Only now she was laying atop her executive desk at her office, whimpering to the big 'white man' cock strapped to Jandice's hips. Betty's pussy was still full of Billy's sperm and it sloshed moistly around the plastic shaft. Later they discussed getting with 'Big Jack Carson', sampling his big purple cock before inviting him to their plans at the Hotel.
Meanwhile...
"You don't have to do all that man, I know about that gig 'B'!," Joey promised him. Billy was to contract a plumber for the kitchen sink in his home.
"We still have my father's hardware store man. He taught me some things when I spent time there. He could do anything," Joey proudly stated.
*****
Later that night Betty was coming from her shower wrapped in a long towel and Janice was soon to follow. Having her horny tight honey-pot eaten by Betty had made her lustful. She couldn't resist wrapping her arms around Betty to heave up the huge mounds of tit-flesh with her hands.
"I thought Billy was going to have the damned plumber here today," she muttered as she felt Janice toying with her soft plump titties, pinching the hard nipples 'till they were raw and swollen.
"You are such a hot bitch Janice, the way you rode Big Jack's cock off today! You didn't even leave any for me!," Betty cried as she felt a hand beneath the towel.
"Well he buried that nice thick tongue deep in your cunny, you could hardly stand it...Bitch."
"Janice!," yelled Betty as a firm hand sliced through her meaty asscrack to massage the little pucker between. "I told you Billy will be home soon, he could have caught us in the shower together!"
"Betty, he's not thinking about you, since you cut him off...you seen the way he's fucking every chic from 18 to 48 years old. Besides, Joey told me that he and Billy had some work to do tonight."
Joey and Billy had started that job Janice spoke of. Joey was under the kitchen sink at the Jenkins home, having sent Billy back to the store for a knew U-pipe. Billy was returning just after his mother sent Janice away. Betty insisted that Janice leave the back way, to miss Billy should he arrive.
And Billy returned, through the front door in order to go up and kiss his mother, and explain to her that Joey and he would handle the kitchen sink. He found his mom naked on her bed, she immediately raised up and beckoned her son to the bed. Billy came and stood at its edge while his mother reached behind her and tugged down his shorts. She rubbed his shaft to semi erect before he told her he couldn't stay. He and Joey was fixing the sink but before he could tell her...
"Billy honey, please give mamma your big dick. Fuck me now," she pleaded while assing her rump against her boy's hardening cock. "Anyway you want it Billy, you can have it." She only got the tongue end from Jack Carson hours ago, and wanted the stiff end from her son now. So much that she offered more than she ever had before.
"Please Billy, I want you to fuck me and...you can play with momma's asshole if you want dear."
Betty's words excited Billy so much that his long cock bucked between her rumpcakes. He was absently sliding it in the crevice, feeling heat from her puckered rear hole as it suctioned against his meat. Billy knew that he had to leave, or he would take her hard and long with his friend Joey still in the house.
He pulled away swiftly, pulled up his shorts, and raced down stairs to the 1/2 bath to settle the tent in his shorts.
And in the kitchen...
Janice was headed to the back door shortly after Billy had left. She walked through the kitchen and saw a strong pair of thighs naked, along with a taut flat muscular stomach. A pair of loose sport shorts was the only thing the boy had on, a boy unmistakingly her son. As she looked at his groins she felt her hot pussy began to boil. She had only Betty's tongue there earlier, leaving her in state of lust. She remembered the belly full of cock syrup she nursed from his cock that morning, and needed another serving of it now!
Janice was in Betty's sundress and it fit her loosely. She hiked it above her panties and sat astride the teenager's stomach. Joey nearly bumped his head being startled. He knew for sure that it wasn't Billy.
"Mrs. Jenkins!?" he frightened asked.
"Joey, its me. And I want you to feed me some of your dickjuice!" she whispered while reaching behind her and tugging his hardening cock from his shorts. Janice knew Betty to be a heavy sleeper and wondered where Billy might be.
Joey's lustful cock began to talk for him as he lied to his mother. No one ever turned him on the way his sexy petite mother did. His mother's caressing hand had his cock half erect and poking her silky panties into the crack of her ass.
"Billy won't be back for a while, and I'm almost done here. We can go home then." His mother's begging was making him insanely horny.
"Well Joey, I wanted...Betty's asleep and...I wanted to...taste your cock right here!"
Joey was mad with lust as he noticed a can of shortening under the sink. He scooped out a gob and reach behind his mother. "Move your panties Mom!," he ordered, and pasted the white Crisco into the crack of his mother's ass.
"Ohhh! Joey what are you..."
"Mom! shit! You are so fucking hot. If we are going to do anything in the Jenkins home, I need to nut fast!"
"Unngghh! stop it! Fuck!" she cried, still tugging her panties away while she felt his cold gooey fingers popping her anal ring. His fingers came out and back to the cupboard. He scooped out another handful of shortening as he brought the can out to the floor. His muscular arm braced Janice from leaping off his belly as his hand transferred another glob of grease to her puckering rear chute.