After Nick and Tom left the room, Scott stared for some minutes at his mom's naked body.
The woman was breathing deeply, still passed out from the long wild fucking. Her swollen breasts were ondulating on her chest; her left arm was stretched out over her head, showing the delicious curve of one ivory-white armpit.
The boy tore off his shorts and briefs and stood naked in front of her sleepy mom: his shaft was jutting up, in all its hardness, from his hairy crotch.
He was still aroused from the vision of the torrid sex-session between his mother and the two big black guys. They had easily manhandled and used her small body in any imaginable way, to satiate their sadistic pleasure. And she had greatly enjoyed the big cocks, when they fucked and finally finished her off.
Now his mom laid unconscious on her marital bed, in a pool of male spunk, sweat and her own cum, that soaked the sheet.
Her son knelt in front of her, holding out one hand; his fingers touched her right shoulder and ran along her body. The soft skin was totally coated, from head to thighs, by a sticky substance: the gift from the two spurting dicks.
He removed her thumb from her mouth, before giving a gentle kiss to her open lips, then he laid down on the bed, beside her, and nuzzled in her tender hairless armpit, while fingering the pink protuberance of one nipple.
"Mom," he murmured in her ear. "Mom, are you okay? I'm Scott, mom".
His words and the touch of his hand had awakened her: she let out a soft moan and snuggled into his body.
Sliding closer, he stroked her left underarm, from shoulder to tit, where he delicately tipped the erotic spot of her little mole, which interrupted the smooth texture of her baby-like skin.
She cooed and purred.
He buried his face in her cleavage, in the white valley between the two delicious mounds, as his passion increased more and more.
Carol threw her head back, lifting up her torso to the exploring mouth of her son: she enjoyed his kisses and caresses.
Now Scott's left hand had reached her face, feeling the softness of her lips and neck, tracing the delicate outline of her nose and chin.
The other hand was still playing with the sensuous round flesh of her splendid boobs, delightfully feasting on the displayed goodness of nipples, areolas and soft, ivory-white skin.
His mouth shifted from the tender curve of her armpit to the erect peak of one breast, hungrily licking and sucking as much as he could of motherly flesh.
She moved her hips; when her cunt touched the head of his manhood, both of them gasped.
"All in the family, huh?" a sudden voice from behind shocked them. "The sexy mommy and her sex-starved boy! What a nice picture to show to the old man!!"
When John entered the room, his intention was to have just some fun with the older lady, before giving her another good fucking: the first one, for him, after the long night of lust and the final orgy in the kitchen, where the small brunette had been, for long time, at the total mercy of four big studs. But now, watching the scene in front of him, everything was moving to a much more exciting way.
Carol and Scott heard the sound of a thump on the floor. When they turned back their heads, John's gigantic, fully naked frame towered over them; he had discarded his pants, making them fly to the foot of the bed, and now his huge cock was growing up, harder and longer, between his hairy thighs.
"Oh my god. . . John!!" the woman exclaimed, istinctively covering her sex with her tiny hand, while her son loosened his grasp on her breast.
"Nice to see you again, little mama! Master is back, with his big tool, to pleasure again the old chick!" he said, with a sarcastic tone in his voice. And to the astonished boy: "Mom is a tasty mouthful, huh!" he said, loudly laughing. "Don't stop, kid! Continue to play mom's sweet tits! Give these boobs a good workout. I'll take care of her crotch! And then yours!"
After these words, the big stud climbed on the bed, kneeling in front of the incestuous couple. He grabbed Carol's legs and spread them; then he pulled off her hand, fully exposing to his gaze the rosy, bald area of her cunt-lips and clit.
Scott was motionless, still incredulous of what was happening around him. John encouraged the boy: "Go ahead, dude, feel mom's boobs! Mouth'em! Take your dessert!" till Scott reached out with his hand and gently cupped Carol's left tit, before bending himself over the laid woman and closing his lips around her second nipple.
Carol gasped and arched her back towards her son.
His hand ran over the silk-soft skin, enjoying the stiffened peak against his palm, while his teeth tugged the other nipple, causing the breast to stretch out of its shape.
"Ohhhh. . . ohhhh. . .yeeesss. . . bite it!!" she whispered, softly moaning.
Then, suddenly, she squirmed: a second mouth had attacked her pussy.
It was John, who had plunged his lips onto her pubic mound, leaving a trail of soft kisses on her genital area, while the woman started squealing.
"Go ahead, Scott! Work on her boobs: I'm serving her cunt!" the giant ordered, raising his head from Carol's crotch, after a long licking and teasing. "The bimbo, here, loves my tongue!"
"You love my tongue, lady Blum, don't you?" he asked her; and, without waiting her reply, he continued: "Let's play with your mini cock, sweetie. Let's pick it out of its hood!"
His hand reached down, to her labia, and rolled the sensitive bud between his thumb and the tip of his index finger.
Carol couldn't help crying.
"Goooooddd!!!!Arghhhhhh!!! Oohhhhh!!! Stop. . . please. Stooop!"
But he didn't stop. He had her. The older lady was again in his hands, at his complete mercy; and he knew very well that she was available for any kind of depravity he wished.
"Go ahead, boy, don't stop eating and rubbing her tits! Mom is mine, now! She loves my treat. She's ready for anything!" John shouted. "And you too are mine, dude!"
Then the big stud held out his hand and wrapped his fingers around Scott's young and well sized cock.
One hand on mom's cunt, one hand on son's dick: the family was surrending to his libidinous desire and he was strongly determined to take the opportunity: both of them, Carol and Scott, had to be dominated; both of them were his puppets; both of them were ready to be used and abused.
Still pulling her love button with two fingers, John lowered his head to her twat, kissing and tasting the hairless slit.
The woman squirmed, her toes curling, her tiny hands flailing, like they were searching for something to grab.
At the same time, his grip around her son's dick tightened, rubbing the now fully erect shaft, back and forth mercilessly, till the boy started moaning, his body twisting and jerking, in response to the touch of the huge palm: John's hand was clearly pleasuring Scott's love muscle.
"Mom is your toy, kid!" the giant encouraged his male victim. "Hold on her tits, squeeze them, mouth'em. You like mom's flesh, don't you? You have it, now! It's yours, all yours!!"
These words, together with the firm, continuous massage of his dick, while his hand and mouth were in strict contact with the silky-soft skin of his mother's chest, were driving the poor boy over the edge.
His right hand grabbed one fleshy orb and squished it against his cheek, while his eager tongue lapped and sucked furiously at the other tit, covering the tender skin, the rosy areola and the pink nipple with gobs of saliva.
"Mmmmmmmm. . ." he groaned, unable to control the movements of his lower body, under the increasing pressure from John's gigantig fist.
"Ohhhhhh. . . goooodddddd!!" the woman loudly cried, overwhelmed by the sensation she was feeling.
The rich and respectable queen of Blum's house had been transformed by her young captor, in less than twenty-four hours, in a slutty bitch, taken in turn by a group of horny guys, who played with her in any imaginable way, fucking all of her holes. The mature woman was just a toy, for them: a living doll, a little pet, ready for any kind of manipulation. And now John, the giant stud who loved playing the role of her "big daddy", while she had become his "little child", had bedded her and son in her marital bed, well determined to fulfil, again and again, his libidinous desire of her small, luscious body.
The big man had lifted both her legs over his shoulders; he was rubbing his hand over the cunt area, caressing the tiny, sensitive protuberance and alternately fingering the crack of her vagina and bum. She felt her pussy-lips gaping and her clit stiffening, under his assault; then she felt a darting tongue flicking and wetting her anus.
Another mouth and another hand (these ones from her son) were mauling and devouring her succulent titflesh.
The two guys were manipulating Carol's body, as though she was a plaything.
John was in full control of the incestuous couple.
The woman was letting out muffled moans, clearly enjoying the erotic caresses on her sensitive holes; the boy was squirming and deeply breathing, pleasured by the fleshy curves of his mother's body and by the jerking off on his member.
Now Scott's hands were cupping mom's tits, fondling them, playing with the two areolas, pinching and pulling her nipples, getting them harder and longer.
Then he bent downwards and their mouths melted together in a passionate kiss, whilst his hands continued to take possession of her magnificent breasts.
When they broke the kiss, his tongue ran along her body, tracing a wet path from her neck to her cleavage.
The round boobs were changing shape, under the constant attention of his grasping fingers. He removed his own hand from the left tit and replaced it with his lips.
He licked, bit and sucked the nipple like a newborn; he lapped all of the rounded, soft surface of her mound, enjoying the savor of her springy breast; he was delighted by the smooth and unblemished texture of her skin and mammary flesh.
"Lick the tits, dude, suck'em, toy with mom!" John shouted; his left hand was still wrapped around Scott's captured cock, sliding up and down the hard shaft, enjoying the possession of this young piece of meat he was vigorously manipulating, knowing that it wouldn't take much to send the boy over the top.
