As always

Matt figured Amy must watch as much porn as he did if she really wanted him to use her pigtails as handlebars to control her blowjob. Still, he wasn't going to complain.

He pulled each pigtail down, toward his newly shaven crotch, then kept tugging until her throat bottomed out on his dick.

"That feels nice, Amy."

She sort of grunted, then grabbed his ass and, using it for leverage, pulled herself down farther.

Matt's dick felt contorted as it brushed against her tonsils and penetrated her throat.

Almost at once, Amy slapped at his thigh and he stopped pulling on her pigtails.

"Oh, god. Don't let me puke," Amy wheezed. "Give me a second to breath and I'll go down again."

"You don't have to deep throat me," he said. "Just in your mouth feels really good." Admittedly gagging her was sort of sexy, but it's not like he'd complain about a normal blowjob. Especially considering that only a week before, Amy had struggled to keep her teeth out of the action.

"Karen has been training me to be better," Amy admitted.

"You are better. Getting better all the time."

"Let me try again. You can pull my hair harder if you want."

She dove for his dick and he yanked on her pigtails just as Karen and his mom walked into the laundry room.

"See mom," Karen said. "Amy is taking the pressure off so the two of you can enjoy passion at your own speed without having to worry about Matt being too early."

"But... Mrs. Hartman is going to be so mad."

"She'll only be mad Amy got to do it before she did," Karen said. "Now sit down next to Matt and make out with him while Amy finishes him off."

"But... that is kinky."

"You're about to fuck your son and you're worried about something being kinky. Come on, mom."

"Oh, fine."