Mom on Loveseat at late-night part 4

He found it, all right. Roseey reacted. She couldn't help herself. She pressed her mound against his finger before she could think of a more appropriate response.

I shouldn't have done that, she thought. But she didn't want his hands to stop. If she just sat there quietly, watching television, she could enjoy it and pretend it wasn't happening at the same time.

Kameron's finger and Roseey's pussy mound began moving in rhythm against each other. She was impressed at her son's skill with his finger. It knew exactly where to be and how to press, and she could tell it was starting to make her damp below. She couldn't let herself come in front of husband, however. Even in his current state he would notice that. But Kameron's finger kept pressing against the slight panty fabric over her pussy. If he kept going he definitely would make her come.

But he stopped. She wondered why, but not for long.

His right hand moved away from her pussy to the string on her right hip. He hooked both his thumbs under the sides of her panties and began pulling.

Her son was going to remove her panties under the blanket, while her husband sat just a few feet away.

She couldn't let him do that. It was too risky. Her lap was under the blanket, but her legs were exposed beneath he knees. If he happened to look over --

But her body didn't listen to her scruples. Roseey raised her bottom, slightly, to make it easier for Kameron to take her panties off.

The panties were tiny, and she could feel the thin material being peeled down and off her thighs. She looked down and saw the movement of Kameron's hands under the blanket as they helped the panties off her legs. To assist him she had to bring her legs up and closer to her, just a bit, and Kameron had to lean forward. It wasn't easy from their position, but the panties continued their progress off of her.

Mathew Carron noticed nothing.

Kameron's hands went as far as they could go from his position, so Roseey leaned forward to finish it. She felt the panties slip over her knees.

Kameron saw the panties come into view where the blanket ended at his mom's knees. They were pink, and shiny, and very, very tiny. He couldn't be certain, but he thought he saw a slightly darkened patch, which he guessed was wetness.

He would find out soon how wet mom was.

Both Roseey and Kameron watched as the panties dropped out of sight beyond the edge of the sofa. Mathew Carron still didn't notice. With her foot Roseey tried to push the panties under the love seat. It was incredibly risky but there was a good chance Mathew Carron, in his current state, wouldn't notice.

It was getting harder for Roseey to be passive about what was happening. She knew this wasn't right, but her body surged with arousal and desire.

Kameron's hands -- those amazing hands, Roseey thought -- came back to her dress. Then, Kameron started to unbutton the dress, starting with the bottom button.

Roseey realized her son was going to strip her naked under the blanket, next to her husband. She had to stop him.

But she couldn't.

He finished unbuttoning her quickly, then he pulled back the edges of her dress, away from her body, under the blanket. Then Roseey felt his hands on her bra-clad breasts. His fingers, exploring her breasts and her bra, found the bra's front-side fastener, and they nimbly unsnapped it. The bra cups sprang away from her ample breasts. Both Roseey and Kameron could hear it unsnap. Mathew Carron's attention didn't waiver from the show, so they guessed he hadn't heard it.

Roseey felt her strong son's rock-hard cock under her, and she ground her ass against it. Her ability to resist him was fading fast.

Kameron grabbed his mother's big breasts under the blanket. He pinched her nipples and was surprised at how long and hard they were.

One hand stayed on mom's breast and the other slid down her torso to the junction between his mom's legs. Roseey spread her legs open farther to accommodate his hand when it got there. Kameron slid a finger down over her clit and along the fleshy gash below it. Mom already was dripping with excitement. He plunged a finger into her.

Kameron finger-fucked his mom under the blanket. She stifled a gasp. She'd completely given her body to her son now, and she loved it. She was his, to play with and do with as he wished under the blanket on the love seat.

But she still had to be careful about not letting Mathew Carron find out what was going on.

Suddenly, Mathew Carron spoke. His voice startled both of them and their bodies jerked under the blanket.

"I think I fell asleep for a minute," he said. "You guys enjoying the show?"

Mathew Carron leaned over and turned toward them.

Roseey and Kameron froze under the blanket, both of them holding their bodies still. Only Kameron's finger continued to move, pistoning in and out of Roseey's wet pussy while his father looked at them under the blanket. Kameron moved just his finger; his hand lay still so his father would see no suspicious movement under the blanket.

Roseey looked at her husband and didn't speak. Her underwear and dress were off of her or peeled back and she was aware how naked she was under the blanket. And, of course, she felt her son's thick fingers in her damp pussy and his hard cock pressed against her ass.

Roseey and Kameron saw, fortunately, that Mathew Carron's eyes had trouble focusing after Eight beers. He looked tired, besides. His eyes swept over his son and wife without any hint that he realized what was going on.

"I gotta go to the bathroom," he announced and stood up again, more unsteady than before..

He left the living room for the hall, and Roseey and Kameron stayed frozen in place until the bathroom door closed and locked.

When they heard the lock, Roseey threw off her blanket and turned toward her strapping son.

Without hesitating for a second she turned around and lifted her bottom off Kameron's lap and knelt at his side. She didn't care about the moisture on the love seat on her shins now. All she cared about was getting her hands on the hard cock that had been pressing against her bottom for the last half hour.

Kameron watched in astonishment at his mom, naked and gorgeous, full breasts bouncing in excitement inches away, descending on the fly of his pants. She unzipped him and pulled out his cock and with one hand gripping his shaft she guided his manhood unerringly into her eager mouth.

Well, that decided it, Kameron thought. His mom did have a wild side. She was as wild and cock-hungry as any woman he'd ever seen. And a lot hotter.

Roseey let only the head of Kameron's cock into her mouth, at first. Her tongue swirled around the tip to lap up any precum; there was a lot, more than she'd ever encountered. Her son's cock head was big and bulbous in her mouth and she savored the saltiness of her son's fluid. When she was done she opened her mouth wider and pushed down to take as much of him as she could.

She couldn't take as much as she wanted, not right at first, because he was bigger than she expected him to be. Bigger than his father, that was for certain. Mathew Carron, she imagined herself saying, your son's cock is so big and it feels so good in my mouth -- so much better than yours. Lust clouded all Roseey's other thoughts.

Roseey had never mastered the art of deep-throating, but she'd never regretted her lack of skill until now, because the only way to take all of her big, hard son into her mouth was to swallow him until his cock tip hit the back of her throat, and she wanted every single inch of him. She kept taking him until her throat gagged and her eyes watered, but she didn't let that stop her. God, she wanted it so badly. With the cock head disappearing into the depths of her mouth, she kept her tongue busy swirling against his engorged shaft, tracing its length and swirling around its girth.

Kameron lay his hands lightly over mom's lush hair, not believing what he was seeing and feeling. He held his head back and at an angle to get the best look possible, and he pulled a handful of hair away from her face so he could see his hard cock disappearing into his mom's pretty mouth.

Mom pulled her mouth back, her lush lips stretched against him, until no more than the tip lay between her lips. And then she plunged back down.

Kameron threw his head back and moaned at the ceiling while mom serviced his dick, her head bobbing up and down wildly. The sensation was pure heaven