Liz Halgas was on all fours, her bare naked bottom sticking out lewdly.

Her teenage son Larry knelt behind her round full-ass cheeks, kneading Liz’s buns with both itchy palms.

Mother and son were both stark naked on Liz’s cheesy 70s waterbed.

“Oooo! Larry! This is so naughty, what I’m letting you do to me, your own mother! If anyone ever caught us ... oh my, Larry! I mean here I am naked letting you paw my flesh!”

Liz wiggled her bottom against Larry’s pinching fingers, sighing as her son kneaded the cakes of her ass like Play-Doh.

“Now turn over, Mom.” he said. “I want to play with your big tits now.”

The 42-year-old woman obeyed her son with a horny squeal. Her brown hair was cut into bangs, her body still holding a pixie-like appeal though her breasts were more pendulous now than in former years, hanging heavy on the mom’s ribcage with fat red nipples. Her ass had added a few pounds but still no cellulite.

Larry lusted like a sex fiend over his mother’s flesh. He didn’t mind the crow’s feet around her eyes, as long as he could lick her face. He didn’t mind if his mom was a bit saggy; hell, not when he could touch and feel and squeeze her naked perfumed flesh, then shoot wads of goop all over her face and body.

“Lick Mommy’s big tits, Larry! Mmmm, yes dear, like that! Ohhhh! Yes! Yes! Feast on my flesh, Son!”

“I want to fuck you now, Mom. Spread your legs open, Mamma, my cocks so stiff!”

The muscular sixteen-year-old stroked his footlong and lay on top of the stacked little woman.

He fit his apple-sized cock knob into the giggling mother’s dripping muff, slipping easily up inside her.

He buried his boner to the balls in his mom’s warm, wonderful cunt, then began fucking it in and out of her body while slurping on Liz’s bouncing boobs.

“Mommy can feel you way up near her womb, Larry! Ee! Ah! Oo! So fucking deep! You’ve got a big one, Sonny! Urrrghh! Does Mommy’s cunt feel good, Larry? Huh?”

Larry looked down at his plain-featured mom and grinned.

Here he was with his prick impaled up his own mother’s tight vagina, his tongue greasing her spongy breasts.

Obscenely, his cock pumped in and out of his mom’s cunt. He flexed his knob and made Liz’s eyes pop in wonder.

Her brain always got fuzzy during these hours-long torrid incest bouts. Afterwards, her jaw, cunt, and ass were sore from her son’s frolic, and she walked around the house naked and dazed, serving Larry gourmet meals like a king and wiping his ass clean in the toilet.

Suddenly, Larry screamed and began shooting cum up his mom’s cunt.

Her pussy spasmed through the 13th dimension of pleasure as she creamed blissfully all over her boy’s shooting prick.

“I can’t stop cumming, Mommy!” Larry screamed, pulling his pole from Mom’s greasy cunt. “Aiiieeeee! It’s still shooting!”

Heavy gobs of prick cream slapped against Liz’s face, drenching her hair and features.

“Cum on Mommy! Cum on Mommy!”

More sloshed against her big, sweaty tits, dripping on her thighs and belly.

Finally, Larry shot one last wad, then wiped off on his Mom’s ankle--one of the few parts of her body not soaked.

It looked like someone had dumped several large vanilla milkshakes on Liz.

Daughter Linda walked into the bedroom a few minutes later to find Liz already sucking Larry’s prick to stiffness again. The little brunette new-wave teener climbed into her mom’s sin-drenched bed.

It was just the start of a typical evening in the Halgas family home.