My hands snaked into her open garment and gripped her bare sides. Moving to her back I unsnapped her bra. After Mom removed both garments, Ethel pulled me tight and pressed her small tits into my bare chest. Her panting and groans intensified as we french-kissed. My cock came back to life as her mouth and hands stimulated me.
Pulling back, she stared into my eyes and pleaded, “It’s been so long. Please hold my breasts. John loved to suck them.”
My hands cupped and squeezed her perky tits. They were similar in size to Yuri’s. Her tips were light brown and slightly puffy. “They’re wonderful, Ethel. I can see why your son would like them. Think of him while I nurse from you.”
She inhaled deeply when my mouth enveloped her nipple. I licked her areola at the same time as my other hand fondled her other breast. Capturing her sensitive bud between my lips, I pulled back and stretched her thickening point.
“Suck them hard,” she sighed. Arching her back to present her tiny treasures, her hands pulled my head tight against her fleshy mounds.
Recalling her conversation with Yuri, I squeezed her other tit and surrounded her flesh with my open mouth. I twisted her free nipple while I licked and sucked her captured tit.
“Ahhh, you’re treating me so good. You’re such a good son,” she gasped as she lapsed into a memory with her child.
After Mom removed Ethel’s skirt and panties, I moved my hands down and cupped Ethel’s small buns. Another groan as I clutched her buttocks while gently biting her engorged nipples.
Ethel croaked, “John loved to squeeze my cheeks. I could always tell when he was going to release when he gripped them hard and pulled me into him. I loved that feeling and how it caused my pussy to explode in orgasm.”
Mom put her hands on my shoulders and guided us to the bed. After lowering Ethel, she spread her legs and displayed her pussy. Her hair was sparse and the same color of grey as the hair on her head. I ran my hands up and down her smooth thighs as Mom leaned down and paid attention to Ethel’s breasts.
Kissing my way down the older woman’s thighs, I sucked in a hunk of flesh near her pussy. She yelped as I slowly increased her excitement level. While Mom’s mouth was latched onto a nipple, I massaged Ethel’s pussy mound with my probing fingers. Pulling her slot open, I leaned down and kissed her puffy lips. She screeched at the contact and pulled Mom’s head tighter to her breast.
I gently licked up and down her slit, sticking my tongue in every other pass. Her groans were constant as Mom and I serviced her. My cock was fully stiff again and knocked against her foot as I moved in for a better position.
Ethel asked, “You feel so hard. Can I feel it?”
Mom rose and I crawled up until my prick was inches away from Ethel’s waiting mouth. Her hands encircled my shaft and stroked. Mom assumed my previous position and sucked Ethel’s hungry pussy.
It was my time to groan as Ethel twisted my bloated head. “John loved it when I did that to him. I see you enjoy it too. I used to love sucking his cock.” She pulled my prick close to her mouth and ran her tongue up and down my pole. Sucking in my flared crown, she bobbed her mouth on the top three inches while squeezing my shaft with her hand. Our breathing rates rapidly increased.
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