Paula Hamel was naked and on her hands and knees between her two sons, Larry & Brian.

“You fuck me up the ass, Larry,” she directed her boy. “Mommy’s gonna suck her oldest boy’s meat, while you pork her!”

The fifteen-year-old slapped his prick off his Mom’s upraised bum cheeks, then parted her big behind with both hands.

“Urrrghhh! Yessss, Larry, yesss...”

“Ugh! Wiggle your ass some Mom, ahhh I’m in you! I’m up your ass, Mommy!”

“Ooooo! Mommy feels every fucking inch of it, darling. Eeeee! Mmm, now Brian, kneel in front of me so I can suck your cock!”

“Open your mouth wide, Mom!”

Brian began stuffing his stiff prick into Paula’s prudish face. She swallowed him to the balls as he impaled her brown-haired head, knocking her glasses clear across the room.

“Let’s fuck Mommy as hard as we can, Brian!”

Larry piped up, watching his little prick disappear up his mother’s jiggling bottom.

“Right on, Larry!”

The two white boys had been watching reruns of Sandford & Son when their Mom had walked in naked, begging for a fuck.

They ‘slapped five’ then began drilling their plain-looking mother’s trim body, laughing at the obscene sight of their own slutty mom, stuffed full of meat and wriggling helplessly while both boys fucked her brains purple.

“Ya like it, Mom? Huh? Ya like the taste of my big prick, doncha, Mom?”

“Mloob--mmphh--slumphhh!”

“Awwww, what’s wrong, Mommy? Can’t talk with your mouth full?”

“Mmmmphh! Ullmphh!!”

They continued to taunt her and began slapping her body as they fucked in and out of it.

After two hours of mind-twisting fun, a bell went off and both boys pulled their drained cocks from their mother’s holes.

“Time for dinner, boys! Go wash up!”

“Aw, Mom ... do we gotta?”

“Larry James Hamel, you march right up those stairs and do as I tell you! Would I be any sort of mother to let you come to the table with dirty hands?”

Boy, was Paula Hamel strict with her sons!