Jon's mother opened the door behind him. "Jon, come back here!" she said sternly.
He dutifully went back to the porch. What had he done?
"Since when have you left this house without giving mommy her morning Fuck?" she said, reaching down to stroke the bulge in his pants.
Jon was too shocked to do anything, and so just stood there as she grabbed him and gave him a deep tongue kiss. She ran her fingers through his hair and down his back, pulling him inside and then pulling his shirt up over his head. With her other hand she squeezed his ass, then came around and began working his pants.
When she was done, Jon was naked, though still standing in a puddle of pants, his boner standing proudly before him.
"Damn you taste good Jon," Said his mom, liking her lips. Pushing him down to the floor with one hand, she grabbed his cock with the other and, pulling aside her panties, slammed herself down on his manhood, groaning loudly. "Come on. Make yourself a 3/4 little brother or sister to fuck! Do me, Son!" She cried, beginning to move up up and on his cock. Jon had recovered from his initial shock a bit, and looking at the hot and obviously eager slut bouncing on his pole, he decided to have some fun. He grabbed her hips, guiding her up and down on him, kicking his shoes and pants off. As she arched her back, presenting her luscious tits to him, his mouth grabbed onto one, sucking hard, eliciting a pleased squeal from his mom.
