8 comments/ 30166 views/ 20 favorites California Zephir By: Schaka California Zephir "Look, she said, I can't put the sheet on in here; it'll just get wet. What you please turn your back when I come out?" For Joel, the situation was amusing. This matronly old white woman was naked in his bathroom and she was concern about him seeing her body. He thought about her large pink thighs and got a chubby. "Okay, no problem!" Joel turned his back to the bathroom door. In the tight confines of the coach's bedroom, he was less than 2 feet from the door. He heard it open, and the pad of bare feet on the bedroom floor. Then he heard the rustle of the sheet. It was arousing to have a naked woman standing less than 2 feet behind him, no matter how old she was. "Is it okay to look now?" Kathy took a deep breath and pulled the sheet tighter around her. What the hell have I gotten myself into, she thought. "Yes, you can turn around." Joel turned around. Kathy was a bedraggled mess. Her hair hung in wet curls around her shoulders and over the tops of her breasts. He was surprised at how long it was. She had the sheet tightly wrapped around her. However, it ended just above her knees. Her face was puffy and he could see that she was about to start crying. "Everything is a wet, she cried, what do I do now?" The impossibility of the situation overwhelmed her. Here she was married, and a grandmother and she was standing in this strange black man's room wearing nothing but a sheet. What would John think? "I'll call a porter and have your clothes dried and pressed. Stop crying. It'll be okay." Awkwardly, Joel stepped forward, wrapped his arms around Kathy and comforted her. Kathy moved into him. She was disconsolate and needed comforting. She released her grip on the sheet and wrapped her arms around his waist. "I'm sorry for being such a baby, she said. But this has just been overwhelming!" Joel felt himself hardening as Kathy's lush body pressed against him. His hands stroked her bare back. As his hands slid down her back to the full curve of her ass, he felt her stiffen. "Oh my God, she said, I let the sheet fall." In a routine that would have done credit to a vaudeville comedian, Kathy stepped back. Then, realizing that her front was exposed, she tried to cover her breasts and her pussy with one arm while squatting to pick up the sheet with the other. As she did she over balanced and fell back on the couch, legs akimbo. Frantic, she made an X with her arms over her breasts. Her palms over her pussy, trying to cover everything at once. Unable to contain himself, Joel began to laugh. At first, Kathy was livid. She saw nothing amusing about her circumstances. Then, realizing the ridiculousness of the state of affairs, joined in his gales of laughter. "Okay, okay I have no modesty left! But would you be so kind as to hand me that sheet and pour me a shot of that Martell." Pretending to be a courtier in the tradition of Sir Walter Raleigh, Joel bowed deeply with one hand sweeping across his chest. With the other, he picked the sheet up and handed it to Kathy. Joining in the pretense, Kathy nodded her head regally. She placed one hand on her thigh, reach out with the other and accepted the sheet. She draped it across her shoulders and thighs. Relaxing and beginning to accept this unusual situation, she watched as Joel slopped three fingers of the cognac into a glass, bowed and handed it to her. "Thank you, kind sir, she laughed!" In a gesture that showed how nervous she really was, she drained it in one gulp. She felt the heat course down her throat and settled in her belly like liquid fire. From there it warmed every part of her body. She felt her nipples harden has the rest of her body responded. He watched in wide-eyed surprise as she turned the cup up and drained it. Unbidden, he refilled the cup. Kathy took the cup and took a long draught. She sat the half-empty cup down on the table. Smiling, Joel stepped into the hall and rang for the porter. The porter assured Joel that he could have the clothing dried and pressed within a couple of hours. Joel gathered up his papers and stuffed them back in his briefcase. Well, he thought, so much for getting something done. He sat in the chair facing the couch. The Martell bottle and an empty glass set on the folding table between them. He grabbed the glass and poured himself a stiff shot. He raised his glass in a mock salute. Kathy responded in kind and they both took a generous sip from their glasses. Kathy finished hers. As the cognac warmed her, Kathy's face and cleavage developed the pink glow of the natural redhead. She relaxed, accepting her situation. As Joel moved about the small bedroom clutching his files and stuffing them in his briefcase, Kathy watched him. He has a nice ass, she thought, and that bulge in his shorts seems a little bigger. Relax and enjoy it, girl. It will make a great story for your bowling team. Joel could almost picture her younger with a head of flame red tresses. He could see a light sprinkling of freckles across her face and chest. He had seen her tangled mass of reddish brown pubic hair. He wondered what her pussy look like when flame red hair covered it. He mentally shook himself. Down that path lies madness, he thought laughing. As Kathy sipped her cognac, she began to calm down. Well, she thought, I guess you make the best of a bad circumstance. Imagine, Kathy Caples, in a compartment on cross-country train with a young handsome black man. She smiled quietly to herself. Domestication had tamed the wild streak of her teenage years. That and the cold shock of being pregnant and having to give up her firstborn child caused her to reassess her direction in life. She had no other lovers besides her husband once they married. The fires that once burned in her, the fires that had made her take a black lover, had cooled. Now, cloaked in the anonymity of a private compartment on the train streaking cross-country, she looked at Joel speculatively. His large thighs filled the legs of the shorts. She could see that he was in reasonably good shape. The bulge in his shorts suggested an interesting size. She blushed at the thought. Unbound from her customary bun, her drying hair fell in soft curls around her face and hung loosely across her shoulders. The once fiery mien was now reddish brown and liberally streaked with gray. Once, a fiery temperament accompanied that fiery hair. Her unexpected pregnancy at 18 outraged her conservative parents. Their conservative America of the 1980s looked askance at teenage pregnancy. The fact that the father was black was almost sacrilegious. They bustled her off to an aunt in California where she gave birth to her bastard black child. She never saw her baby again. Over the years, she had made several unsuccessful attempts to locate him. However, the adoption laws prevented her. It left a void in her. She returned to Chicago a different, more laid back person. She met John at church when she was 20. They married and, coincidently, moved to California to live. Life with John was comfortable if not exciting. "So, tell me about yourself" Kathy decided to make the best of the situation. "Not much to tell, really. An old married man with two school-age children." Kathy drained her glass and held it up with a questioningly look. Without a word, he freshened both of their glasses. "I'm also married. Almost 30 years now. I have two... Kathy hesitated." After a pause, she continued. "I have three children and two grandchildren. I was in Chicago for the birth of my second grandchild to my youngest daughter. My oldest daughter lives in Cupertino." Joel noticed that as they talked, Kathy repositioned the sheet. Her shoulders were now bare and the sheet captured under her arms, emphasizing her substantial breasts. She pulled the sheet up to her knees and tucked it under her hips. Like most older women, she had great legs. It started with her small dainty feet, continued over her delicate ankles and swelled to her full shapely mature calves and thighs. Her legs, chest and face had a warm pinkish glow. Joel speculated that was because of the warming effect of the cognac. Kathy was aware of the effect she was creating. However, it was a little warm in here. She smiled quietly to herself. The cognac was causing another warmth that she had not felt in years. Her sex life with her husband was adequate. Moreover, she had never felt the need for anything more. However, Joel seemed an interesting fellow. There was something about him that she could not quite explain. Something that caused a riot of conflicting emotions. "I have not seen my son in years." Joel sensed that Kathy had just shared an intimate secret with him. He was not sure why but accepted it and decided not to press. He was aware that she was loosening up with him. Her legs parted slightly. He was aware that only the fullness of her breasts that kept the sheet in place. "I'm sorry to hear that, Joel said. I...uh...I was raised in a series of foster homes" "That must have been very difficult!" "Well, you know what they say. What doesn't kill you makes you stronger!" Kathy sat her cup on the table. When Joel attempted to refill it, she waved him off. Three glass of cognac were way past her limit. She did not feel drunk but she did feel warm and relaxed. She looked across the table at Joel. There was a faint sheen of sweat on his baldhead. His mustache and goatee were trimmed to an almost impossible perfection. Here, she thought, was a man who cared about his appearance. Her eyes flicked quickly over his crotch, noting the bulge there. It only added to the warmth that she felt between her legs. The two of them sat quietly for a few minutes, lost in their own thoughts. Outside, the scenery crawled by as the train made its way through the high desert. Joel refreshed their drinks. Kathy turned sideways on the couch and slid back with her legs extended. In the process, she had to rearrange the sheet. She knew that Joel caught a peek at her nakedness. The only thing she did not know was how much. Hell, she thought, he has seen everything anyway. Joel's cock was uncomfortably hard. Surreptitiously, he tried to rearrange it down his pants legs. He looked up to see Kathy staring wide-eyed at his ministrations with a faint smile on her face. Kathy was aware of the effect she was having on Joel. The cognac had relaxed her just enough to make her playful. "Would you mind bringing me my glass, please?" Joel stood, picked up the glass and stepped around the fold down table. He was aware that in the close confines of his room his rigid cock was a mere foot from her head. As he handed her the glass of cognac, Kate's hand came up and lightly stroked his cock. "Is that all you want?" Joel stood calmly as Kate's open palm slide up and down his tumescent member. "What I want... is an adventure. What I want... is for the time left on this train is to indulge myself. And when I step off this train I leave it here." A part of her was shocked at what she just proposed. She could feel the hot pulse in her neck as her heart rate increased. "I saw a movie once, an old movie called "Between Two Worlds." It was about some people who wake up on a ship and have no idea where they have been or where they are going. That could be us, between two worlds. This train is our world. Once this train arrives at its destination those rules will apply. But on the train it's our rules." Joel took a step closer. As Kathy massaged his cock through his shorts, he pushed the sheet down revealing her large melons. He took one in his hand and was surprised at the heft. He leaned over and let his tongue flick lightly at her nipple. His reward was a sharp intake of breath. "I'm a happily married woman, Kathy said defensively. A wave of guilt washed over her. 'I should stop this. I'm not this person' Joel took her turgid nipple into his mouth, sending a shock through her body. 'That person doesn't exist here. It's just me and this young black man.' She gripped his cock through his shorts. Erotic sensations shot through her body as Joel moved back and forth between her aching breasts, sucking them hungrily and nipping lightly with his teeth. "Mmmmm, and in our world, can I suck your cock?" "In our world, Joel moaned as Kathy stroked his member, you can do whatever you want!" Kathy leaned over, grasp the elastic waistband of the sweat shorts on each side and pull them down. They hung briefly on the acorn head of Joel's cock. A little extra effort pulled them over that. His cock sprang up hard and brown. Kathy sat and admired it for a few moments. It was the first one other than her husband's that she had seen in 30 years. She wanted to relish the moment. Joel continued to suck hungrily at her nipples. She brought one hand up and caressed the back of his head. "You know, the price of admission to this bedroom is not sex, Joel said quietly." "I know, said Kathy, but you said this train is caught between two worlds. In this in between world, we make the rules. In this world, sex is everything." Kathy leaned forward, her tongue flicked out, snake like and licked the pearlescent liquid that covered Joel's slit. Unlike her husband's, his pre-cum had a strong potent taste to it. She smacked her lips. She looked up at Joel and smiled. "There is more with that came from, Joel laughed." "There had better be, Kathy said, in our world there is as much of this as we want!" With that, she took the head of Joel's cock into her mouth. It was large and filled her mouth. Still, it was a nice fit. It felt like it belonged. She let her tongue slide around the ridges of the acorn, savoring the feel. Kathy pulled back and smiled at Joel, "I love sucking cock," she said as she resumed slowly swiping her tongue over the head. She kept her eyes locked on Joel's as she slipped the head into her mouth. Her mouth slid up and down over his cock, taking him a bit deeper each time. Her tempo was soft, sensual as though she were making love to his cock with her mouth. She slid her mouth up and down with long smooth gliding motions, smacking her lips and sucking wetly, swirling her tongue about the head of his dick each time she pulled up, and massaging his shaft with it every time she went down. With each plunge of her sweet, sucking mouth, she took more and more of his cock, eventually opening her throat and letting him slide in. "Aww Fuck...yeesss...suck it, Joel groaned, you are an incredible cocksucker." It was taking all of Joel's control to keep from coming. Kathy pulled his cock from her mouth and smiled wickedly. "That's what my husband says!" She ran her tongue from the swell of his balls to the pre-cum coated slit. Then she inhaled it, forcing it down her throat until she gagged, and then slowly pulled back. Kathy's throat bulged as she took him to the root, and she worked her mouth back and forth to get every inch of him inside her. Joel gasped and shook, reveling in the intense sensation. The feeling was incredible, heightened by the sight of her jaw pressing against his balls and feeling the tip of her nose pressed against his belly. Her green eyes seemed to glow. "Jesus H. Fucking Christ! Fuuckk! That felt incredible!" Kathy gripped his cock at the root and slowly pulled back. Joel groaned and gripped her head with both his hands. "I want you to fuck my mouth. I want you to treat me like a whore, and drive your cock deep in my throat. Fucking my mouth until I gag. Make me your slut!" Kathy made a moue. She took Joe's cock in her hand and positioned at in her mouth. Gripping her head tightly, Joe drove his cock deep down her throat. He piston his hips rapidly back and forth. Again, he was fascinated to see her throat bulge as his cock slid down it. He used long hard deep strokes. Incredibly, she managed to hum which sent tremors throughout his body. As much as he liked the feeling, the heat of her mouth, watching her lips wrapped around his cock, he knew he could not last. "Aw fuck...fuck...I'm cumming! FUUCCKK!" She felt his cock begin to swell and knew he was coming. She wrapped her arms around his ass and held him tight against her face. She could feel his knees begin to quiver. His thrusts became frantic. Then she felt the first hot slick spurts of seed hit the back of her throat. She pulled him tight to her, forcing his cock as deep in her throat as it would go. She gagged a little as she felt his seed sliding down her throat. He kept shooting his precious sperm. She could take no more and began to pull back. Still he came filling her mouth and she fell back trying to catch her breath, the last hot spurts hit her face. Breathing heavily, Joel extended his arms and fell forward against the wall. His still dripping cock was just above Kathy's tits. He looked down and could see her face covered in his cum. Some of it was dribbling out of the corners of her mouth and running down her cheek to her neck. Her substantial chest heaved and trembled as she tried to recover. 'How I must look, laying here naked with this man's sperm running out of my mouth. What must he think of me.' Kathy used her open palms to wipe the cum from her mouth. She held her hands up, trying not to touch anything. Now that the heat of passion waned, she was embarrassed. Joel retrieved a towel from the closet and sat down on the end of the couch. "That was fucking amazing, he said." Kathy took the towel. She wiped the remaining cum from her neck and chin. Then she mopped it from her breasts. "We aim to please, she said with a devilish smile." California Zephir Joel took another towel, wet it, and wiped the excess shaving cream from Kathy's nether regions. He leaned down and kissed her bright red pussy lips. A tremor ran through Kathy's body as she felt his mouth on her pussy, his tongue sliding between the swollen creases of her labia. "Another first, Kathy groaned." "You mean getting your pussy shaved?" "No,...fuck...oh shit... having someone kiss it." Joel set up on his elbows. He looked at Kathy over the slight pooch of her belly. He slipped a finger in her sopping wet pussy He rotated his fingers and found the soft ridge of her G spot. He stroked it slowly. "Remember what we said about our rules! However, I'll make this concession, I'll start and if you don't like it, I'll stop. Deal?" Kathy's back was against the wall behind the couch, her hands were at her side palm down, spasmodically clutching the couch. Outside the window, traffic streamed by on the highway. Her hips thrust slowly against Joel's probing fingers. Incredible sensations shot through her body. She knew what he was doing. She had read about the G spot. Once, she had even suggested to John that he try to find it. He tried. However, he was nervous and did not have the patience that Joel did. The shiver of a mini orgasm shook her. "You promise, she hissed, her eyes at half-mast?" 'Who is this wanton slut who is letting a stranger lick her pussy?' she thought. Joel let his tongue slide across the folds of her vulva. He could feel the heat of her need against his tongue. Her pussy was almost continuously oozing a thick cream. He felt her stiffened. "Just relax, Kathy, just relax." "Aw fuck...FUUUCCKK...YEESSS! That...Oh Jesus! Right there! Right there! That feels so fucking good, Kathy moaned." She began to thrust harder against his probing fingers. Joel could feel her vagina begin rhythmic contractions. She felt his tongue spread the folds of her vagina. He slowly let his tongue slide up that velvet crease. His fingers and chin were soaked in her secretions. "How does it feel so far, Kate?" 'Good lord, she's hot! I have never been with a woman of any age who was this into it!' Joel thought. Her response was a low animal growl. It seemed to issue from deep within her body. The aroma of her pussy grew stronger, her contractions harder. "Arghhh, oh shit... Oh God... aww fuck... I got to pee." Joel took her quivering pulsating clit into his mouth. He sucked on it as though it were small cock. His fingers increased the pressure on her G spot rubbing it vigorously. He felt massive contractions in her pussy that almost crushed his fingers. "No you don't, lover, just go with it." Then Kathy came. She became a mass of quivering flesh. The room seemed to move. Her vision burred and she thought she passed out. "OH FUUUUCKKK! FUUUCKK!" A massive stream hit his face with all the force of fire hose. It pushed his head back. It blinded him with its volume. It seemed to go on forever. "Oh you bastard...oh fuuuucccckkkk.. You black fucking bastard! What are you doing to me?" The room began to swim in front of Kathy's eyes. She lost control of her body. Her eyes rolled back in her head. Her arms flopped uselessly, her legs clampdown, trapping Joel's head between her thighs. She bucked up and down on the bed. Still she came, drenching the couch. "Dear fucking God! What's happening? What's happening?" 'I'm dying...I'm dying!' Fearing suffocation, Joel forced her thighs apart and pulled back. He could not open his eyes. Her ejaculate covered them. He could feel it running down his chin and neck and across his chest. He coughed violently, trying to expel the liquid that was choking him. For a few moments, the lovers were trying to recover. Joel rolled to the floor. After searching blindly, he found the sheet and use that to wipe his face. His coughing fit began to slow. Kathy lay with her back against the wall, heaving fitfully. She could feel her heart pounding in her chest. Her vision began to clear. Slowly she regained control of her legs and arms. The last thing to return was her voice. "What the fuck did you do to me, she gasped?" "What did I do to you, Joel laughed, you almost drown me!" "I squirted, didn't I?" "Well, darling, I don't know if you recall that a squirt or a dam bursting and a flood!" Kathy turned her head sideways and looked down at Joel sitting on the floor. She could see a white creamy liquid that coated his shoulders and parts of his face. "Oh my God, I am so sorry! I heard about this. But it never happened to me." Joel finished cleaning his face neck and shoulders with the sheet then tossed it aside. He stood and sat on the edge of the couch next to Kathy. "Well, he said chuckling; I have had women squirt from me licking their pussy. But I never had one squirt and put my life in danger." Kathy began to laugh almost uncontrollably. She sat up on the couch, leaned over and wrapped her arms around Joel's chest. She laid her head on his shoulder. Joel wrapped his arms around her. Finally, her laughter subsided. "That was incredible!" "Now, my dear, we need to take a shower." At that point, there was a light tap on the door. "Porter, Sir! I have the ladies clothes!" "Just a minute, Joel called." He stood nude and walked to the table. He retrieved his wallet, extracted a few bills from it and padded barefoot to the door. "Wait, Kate said frantically, I'm naked and I don't have anything to cover myself with." Joel glanced casually around the room. He could find nothing available to cover Kate's nakedness. He smiled devilishly. "Well, we said our world, our rules. Here we go!" Joel stepped behind the door and pulled it wide, letting it cover his nakedness. He reached around the door and retrieved the garment bags from the Porter. Then he stuck the bills into the wide-eyed guy's hands. The porter saw a voluptuous pink skin white woman sitting nervously on the couch. Between her legs, her cleanly shaved pussy gleam wetly. Her arms made a feeble attempt to cover her substantial breasts. Well, he thought, I will definitely have a story for the guys this evening. Joel closed the door and hung the garment bag in the closet. He smiled at a wide-eyed blushing Kate. "I have never been so scared... or so aroused. I mean, I was sitting here buck-naked and a strange man was staring at my body. And it looked like he liked what he saw." "Come on, you nasty woman, we need to get a shower and get some dinner." Kate looked at that Joel still rigid penis. "But you are hard again, she said." "I know! That is your dessert. " Kate sighed heavily. "Oh well, she said, a woman's work is never done!" California Zephir "Kathy, just listen for a moment. Just listen." Kathy wailed into the pillow. All the societal prohibitions about familial sex marched through her mind. She was not a religious person but she did believe in God. A part of her wondered why God would let this happen to her. Why would he let her find her long-lost son and then make it a man she been having sex with. Was she being punished? She heard Joel... She heard her son, Joel talking to her. She began to listen. "First, despite the dreadfulness of our situation, we have found each other. I have found my mother and you have found your son. So no matter what may have happened, that good has come of the situation. Secondly, we agreed that this train was another world. It was a world separate from the outside world. We agreed that the things that happen in this world did not count in that other world. When we get off this train, I go back to my wife and family and you go back to your husband. We agreed to that, didn't we?" While Joel talked, Kathy raised her head and listened. She studied Joel's face. Now she could see the similarities to Derek. "But Joel, we committed incest." "But Kathy, it's not like we set out to do it. It's not like we said let's go fuck knowing we were mother and son." All the energy had drained out of Kathy. She sat up in the bed. She was no longer concerned about her nakedness. There was some truth in what Joel said. "But what do we do, Joel? We have found each other. But how do we get past how we found each other?" "Does it really matter? We have found each other. All we need to do is decide where we go from here." 'There was some truth in what he said.' Kathy slid over, turned her back, and rested it against Joel's chest. Joel wrapped his arms around her waist just below her breasts. "No, it doesn't matter. Joel, I looked for you for years. There was always a hole in my life that you were meant to fill." Tenderly, Joel kiss the top of Kathy's head. He felt her head turned to the side and she kissed his shoulder. Then she turned in his arms, throwing her leg over his. At first, she kissed him lightly on the lips. Then she raised her hands to his head and took his head in both of her hands. This time she kissed him, she forced her tongue into his mouth. For several moments, their tongues dueled in each other's mouth. Breathless, the two broke. "Yes, my darling son, we have found each other. This train is our world between worlds. Make love to me again. Please." Joel gently rolled Kathy to her belly. "Kathy, we...!" Kathy rolled to her back and pressed her hand into Joel's chest, stopping him from speaking. "Could we add one more rule?" "This is our world. We can have any rules we want!" "Call me mommy. And...fuck my ass! I want to experience all of you!" Smiling, Joel retrieved his shaving kit. He opened and pulled out the small bottle of baby oil. "On your knees...mommy!" Kathy rolled to her hands and knees. She looked back over her shoulder as she slowly backed up to her son. She watched as he squirted baby oil first on his cock. Then she felt a slight chill as he squirted on her anus. Joel walked forward on his knees. He took one finger and eased it into his mother's ass. He felt her sphincter muscles involuntarily tightened. "You have to relax, mom. Trust me. Trust your son." Kathy looked back over her shoulder at Joel and smiled. She made a conscious effort to relax. He was her son. She trusted him.She saw his cock hard and bobbing gently. "I do, baby. I do." Joel position the head of his cock at Kate's anus. He pushed forward slowly, letting just the head slide into the first ring. Then he stopped. Kate felt the pressure of Joe's cock pressing into her anus. There was a moment of pain. As he patiently waited for her to become accustomed to him in her ass, the pain subsided. Kate pushed back slowly. There was another moment of pain. Then the head of her son's cock slipped past the second ring. Joel paused. He squirted more the baby oil on the exposed portion of his cock and on his mother's anus. He knew he was past the second ring and that the head of his cock was now in her bowels. He pulled back slowly, just letting the head slide back out to the first ring. Then he pushed back again through the second ring of her anus. An odd full sensation replaced the initial pain. When Joel began to move back and forth just sliding the head of his cock in and out of her anus, she felt a thrill ran through her body. "Are you okay, mommy?" "Yyyeeesss...fuck yesss, son, Kate hissed. An incredible sensation rocketed through her body. It was still a little painful. That was lessening. She howled as Joel viciously smacked her ass with his open palm. "Naughty, mommy! Using all those nasty words. I'll have to spank you if you keep that up!" "You black some of a bitch! You can't tell me what the fuck to say!" Joel rocked back on his knees and brought each hand down in quick succession on either side of his mother's luscious rump. He could see the red hand marks stand out. "Oh my God... Oh fuck... Do it again!" "Do what, mommy bitch? What do you want your son to do to your ass?" "Fuck my ass! Fuck my ass hard, you black sonofabitch. Make me feel it!" Joel began to move harder and faster into Kathy's ass. The harder he thrust forward the more she thrust back. They were a symphony of anal sex. Mother and son, son and mother sharing the one thing that no one else had touched, her ass. Kathy let her head drop to the bed. She passed one hand under her body and forced her finger into her flooded pussy. She used her thumb to rub her swollen clit as she finger fucked herself to orgasm. She began to buck back against Joel harder and harder, reacting to his thrusts and the continual slaps on her ass. "Now she said. Now!... Come now!... Come with me!... Please, come with me!" Joel gripped his mother's hips with both hands. He began to pull her back onto his cock as he thrust forward. The air filled with the grunts, growls, and snarls as mother and son fought to their peak. As Joel fired his seed deep in the bowels of his mother, he felt a wetness on his thighs as she came with him. For long moments, they shared their mutual orgasm. Then Joel collapsed on top of his mother. They lay stacked in a sweating, mass of human flesh. Joel kissed his mother behind her ear. "Mom, you the best piece of ass any his son could ever have, Joel whispered into Kate's ear." "Mmmmm, thank you son. You have fucked your mother better than she is ever been fucked." Joel rolled off Kathy and onto his back. She cuddled, placing her head on his shoulder and arm across his waist. They dropped off to sleep.