Padmabati cried out in ecstasy as her son’s hot young lips covered her pussy and sucked her puffy cuntlips and distended clit into his mouth. She spread her feet wide, bending her knees and pulling them back until her aroused twat stood out like a mound of runny pink jelly.
Sundar licked and sucked at his mother’s cunt like a hungry young pup. Holding her naked ass-cheeks in both hands, he lifted her hot, willing cuntflesh to his mouth, licking and sucking the entrance of the very womb that had given him life. His mouth on her clit was driving Padmabati wild, and she gurgled deep in her throat as her son chewed gently on her inflamed clit.
Sundar rotated his head between his mother’s thighs, mouth hungrily in the heated wetness of her wide-open twat, her spread cuntlips covering his young face with sticky, fragrant juices. As his horny mother squealed and bucked her pussy against his chin, Sundar slipped his hands under her tight, firm asscheeks, pulling her hot, juice-filled cunt harder against his open mouth.
Padmabati’s cuntflesh writhed and pulsed against his face as her son buried his stiff, pointed tongue deep inside her seething cunthole. She was in seventh heaven as her son noisily sucked up her abundant juices and then began to thrust his hard tongue in and out of her quivering snatch like a short, fat cock, giving himself up completely to the wild, incestuous energy that surged between them. His beautiful respected widow mother felt the same, all thoughts of the sinful nature of their coupling were blotted from their minds. While they enjoyed each other’s bodies sexually, they ceased to be mother and son, and became simply, male and female, engaged in the age-old ritual of mutual, sexual gratification.
As his nose pressed repeatedly against his mother’s clit, Sundar heard his mother’s uninhibited moans of pleasure increased in both loudness and pitch. Her cunt began to contract, opening and closing around his tongue until he had a hard time breathing. Then he spread her still wider with his palms and began to stab and flick his tongue against his mother’s prominent clit, trying desperately to make her come, teasing the hard, erect little bud until she almost passed out from sheer pleasure.
“Ahhhhhhghhh! Suck it, mera rajabeta! Put your lips around your Maa’s cunt and suck it! Maa’s feeling so happy, my baby! Ohhhh, Lord Krishna!” Padmabati’s tongue-ravaged pussy flowered open even wider as she neared her orgasm, her cunt-juices flowing freely out over her son’s sucking mouth and chin, to trickle slowly down into the damp crevice between the cheeks of her compact huge ass.
The erotic scent of his mother’s fully aroused cunt filled his nostrils as Sundar lifted his lips to her clit and sucked it deep into his mouth. He sucked and nibbled at it with a fury, pressing it hard between his lips and occasionally flicking it with the tip of his tongue, but always returning it deep into his mouth as he sucked on it like a baby on a tit.
Padmabati could feel her climax building rapidly, flowing outward from her loins like a firey tidal wave of white-hot pleasure. She pressed frantically on the back of her son’s head as he ate her, rubbing her cunt savagely against his face until she suddenly stiffened, screaming in violent orgasm. Torrents of cunt juice exploded into her son’s fast working mouth, spreading their sticky warmth all over his cheeks and down his chin until his mother heaved one last time, grunting out the last of her orgasm as she collapsed back onto the bed.