You coach them along

"Are you sure this is what you want, miss?" Michael asks the woman on her hands and knees in the mall Men's room, not realizing the brunette in the skimpy denim outfit is his own mother.

You tug on the lead attached to the middle-aged woman's collar imperceptibly enough to coax her into the nod she knows you're expecting. You smile in satisfaction at her reaction.

Still smiling at the handsome young college students, you position the blond Mark before Maddy. Then, still holding Maddy's lead, you take the darkly handsome Michael by the arm and usher him around to the outthrust rear of the trembling woman.

"Assume the position.." you catch yourself, not wanting to say his name and give yourself away too early.

"Mike," he manages a smile, looking nervous.

"Well, Mikey, on your knees!" you say, swatting his ass through his baggy tan cargo shorts. 'Like your mother,' you think to yourself.

"Don't be shy! Get that bad boy out of those pants!" you urge, looking expectantly at his bulging crotch.

"Mmmm..!" you purr as you see him pull a nice semi-erect six inches from his shorts, his dark pubes bushing out near his zipper. "I'm tempted to keep this beauty for myself!" you taunt his mother as you squat down to get a closer look, offering Michael an excellent view of your pushed together cleavage and your golden bare thighs.

Seeing the desired results, an extra two inches of thick meat, you dip down to lap the quivering head of the college boy's cock, getting it nice and glistening wet.

"How 'bout some of that action over here, sweetie?" the blond named Mark asked, not nearly as daunted by the situation before him as his younger companion.

You look over to him, getting back up to your feet and smoothing the wrinkles of the brown buckskin miniskirt. You stroll over slowly, your hands folded casually behind your back.

Now behind him, you say softly over his shoulder, "You've got a perfectly willing mouth and pair of hands right in front of you handsome." You ruffle a hand through his short spiky blond hair and ease the other through his opened button-down shirt. "Why don't you whip that baby out and let the birthday girl go to it?" you ask, smoothing a hand across his smooth tight chest muscles.

After a peck to his cheek, you see him eagerly reach for the fly of his ragged calf-length shorts. You watch over his shoulder as he lets another nice piece of male meat out in the open.

Seeing a tuft of dirty blond hair at the base of the guy's cock as you grab it, you remark, "I like guys that go commando!" referring to the duo's lack of underwear. You begin to shuck the blond's cock from behind, enjoying watching it grow.

Another thing you see grow is the interest on Madeline's face. Formerly mortified at the idea of sex with her son, the young meat waggling before her seemed to have let her forget her inhibitions.

Seeing the matronly woman dart her tongue over her gaudily daubed lips, you urge Mark to feed it to her.

"Come on handsome!" you coach. "Feed that pipe into Maddy's slutty mouth! Can't you see she wants it?" you ask rhetorically.

Maddy, on her own, opens her mouth and tries to gulp the angry red cockhead between her lips. She can't quite seem to line up his cock with her open hole though, and it keeps bumping her cheeks.

You lean down to help the situation, steadying Mark's cock with your fist so Maddy can satisfy her oral craving.

"Oh, man! So hot and wet!" Mark cries, arching back in glee as begins to pump his prick between Maddy's suctioning cheeks.

"Yeah, go to it, baby!" you encourage as you get to your feet and pump his hips back and forth with your steadying hands on his sides.

Satisfied with what is happening upfront, you stroll back to Michael. He has been busy watching the action with his buddy, his cock fully erect now and drooling precum to the pink tilettes below.

"Don't be shy, handsome!" you smile encouragingly. "Look at that pussy, all shaved and ready for you!" You dip a finger down to Maddy's pussy entrance and bring it to his lips. "So nice and wet for you, sexy!"

You smile as he can't help but lick the nectar from your finger. With renewed confidence, he grabs his cock by the base and shuffles forward, shoving it easily into the wet slot of his mother. He looks to his friend and gets in a rhythm with him, one pushing forward as the other pulls back, and then vice versa.

You walk back closer to Mark, eager to see Madeline's expression as her son and his friend pound her with their meat.

"Damn, this slut was made for fucking!" Mark offers as a back-handed compliment. "I never saw such a cockhound!" he again offers.

You look to Maddy and smirk as she looks at you with a combination of revulsion and lust on her face. You see her shudder in orgasm.

"Oh Momma!" the quiet Michael cries as he feels the woman clamp around his cock in climax.

You try and suppress a giggle at the lad's unintended cry for the woman beneath him. A tear runs down the woman's cheek as she shudders through another orgasm.

Moments go by quickly, the guys are looking spent. But you don't want them to finish yet.

"Hold your cumloads, guys! I've got other plans!" you tell them.