There was Karen, on all fours on the bed, Paul kneeling behind her, vigorously thrusting into his mother, his hands strongly grasping her waist. Judging from the sheen of perspiration that covered their skin, mom and son had been at it for some time. Paul was remarkably quiet for a guy getting such action, but the evening air was filled with Karen’s carnal moans. As they faced more or less in our direction, it was entirely possible that they could catch a glimpse of us if they opened their eyes even a little.
Karen got louder. Perhaps she had seen us!
“Don’t stop, baby, please don’t stop! I’m gonna come all over your dick! I’m gonna a come all over it! Aaaaaahhhhhh!”
Her head hung limply between her shoulders as her orgasm subsided. We couldn’t believe how inherently erotic they were.
“Oh, baby, I want more, I want more, I want more!”
She was begging for it and Paul obliged, throbbing and surging with even greater ardor. He started growling like an animal and his body trembled as he unloaded into his mother, who lovingly encouraged him.
“My god, you are taking me! That’s it baby, come for mommy!”
That had to be the sexiest goddamn thing I ever heard! Sure, you can hear the same thing on the Internet with just a few clicks of the mouse, but this was for real. The way Karen and Paul were going at it they both must have known we were there and were putting on a show for us.
After he was finished depositing his load inside Karen, Paul slowly withdrew, answering last night’s question about going bareback. (Karen had confided to V earlier that she was fixed, and probably too old to conceive even if she wasn’t.) Karen collapsed onto her stomach and Paul quickly landed beside her, where they kissed deeply. I noticed again that V had her hand down her shorts, and even though I had just a short time before unloaded into her, I noticed that my cock was stone hard.
Slowly, quietly, we retreated away from the window and back around the far side of the house, leaving the two lovers to enjoy the afterglow of their passionate session. We didn’t speak until we were safely in our own place.
“Jesus!” V exclaimed, sighing audibly.
“Did you come?” I asked shamelessly.
“Are you nuts? I couldn’t stop myself from coming! Did you?”
“No, but my dick is hard again and that shouldn’t be possible so soon after we fucked.”
Vanessa smirked and led me over to the rug in the center of the living room. Dropping to her knees, she pulled down my shorts and released my throbbing member, taking it in her mouth and giving me exuberant head. She didn’t have to work very hard before a climax overcame me.
V pulled away just in time for me to deposit an impressive load onto her bangs and forehead. She went into the bathroom to wipe the come off her face and hair, while I fell into bed. I was half asleep when I felt her climb in and snuggle next to me, both of us sated from our evening’s exertions.
It was the end of a remarkable day.
We slept in the next morning, not stirring till 10:00. I felt groggy, still tired from our sexual labors and the late night commando run to our neighbor’s cottage. For both of us, the day began slowly. Vanessa looked toward Karen and Paul’s cottage and gasped.
“I don’t believe it! Or maybe I do! You’ve got to see this!”
I quickly joined her. Vanessa gestured toward the porch across the way where we saw Karen giving Paul a haircut. She stood behind her son working the comb and scissors through his thick, curly mane. She wore only a bra and a panty girdle, and he wore only boxer briefs. He looked like he was enjoying his haircut very much.
When it came time to deal with his bangs, Karen walked around to his front and straddled his lap. Paul wrapped his arms around his mother’s waist and playfully buried his face in her ample cleavage, which made Karen laugh as she continued trimming his hair.
Finished with the job, she took a handheld whisk broom and brushed the hair off his shoulders and chest. Then, as we watched transfixed, she massaged his neck and shoulders, slowly running her hands over his back and arms. She knelt down in front of him, pulled his impressive cock from inside his shorts and began to give him a lusty blowjob. Those two just couldn’t get enough of each other!
After getting him good and hard with her obvious oral talents, Karen stood up and took Paul by the hand. She started to lead him back into the house, no doubt to another bedroom romp, when Paul took control and bent his mother over the table in the middle of the room. With both hands, she braced herself on the edges for the onslaught she knew was coming. Paul peeled the panty girdle down to Karen’s ankles and without wasting any time, sank his hardness into her. The look of surprise on her face was priceless.
It was difficult to hear anything at that distance, but just witnessing this debauchery was enough. We could see that Karen was coming because it looked like her face was melting, and Paul’s increasingly physical thrusting meant that he was emptying his load into Karen. It was amazingly fast, especially considering that just twelve hours before they had been, as our British cousins say, at it like knives.
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