I wanted to roll my eyes at the absurd premise, but Nasty Mom was more pornographic than erotic and after the basic premise was set, there wasn't much in the way of conflict.
"You'd really make me suck your cock?" I pushed my lips into a pout, "You'd want to be bad to your mother?"
Rick started to smile at my adlib, but quickly got the snotty smirk back on his face, "If you were a good mother I wouldn't want to be, but seeing my mother's a pig, you can be one for me." He held up the photos, "I wonder if I should e-mail these or show him in person."
"Fine, if it'll shut you up, you little shit." I shoved him, not hard, but Rick was expecting it and took a couple steps back to fall onto the cheap couch that had seen more sex than most prostitutes over its years on the set.
I climbed onto him, my knees on his thighs and grabbing his face, kissed him hard. Rick returned the kiss and after a moment of normal kissing we both opened our mouths wider than necessary to show off our tongues waging war.
"Yeah, you want mommy to fuck you, you little bastard?" I hissed in mock anger while unbuttoning his shirt.
"Why not, you fuck every other young guy, may as well fuck your son. Not like you could get any sluttier."
Not his fault, but that remark stung. I was a slut; a pig fucking for money while her twenty year old son thought she was working her part time 'modeling' job. As always I used the pain and shame to fuel me to get through the scene and leaning back ripped my dress down, causing my tits to pop out.
I shoved them in Rick's face and released an exaggerated moan when he sucked my right nipple into his mouth, "You like that tit? You like mommy's tits in your face?"
"Not as much as I'll like my cock in your face." Rick spoke around my tit.
"Goddamn Molly, you still got the sweetest tits in porn" Brad called out, "That's the great thing about smaller tits, no gravity and no boob job!"
A few of the guys in the crew laughed and refusing to let him bother me, I sat back on Rick's lap and cupping my tits, stroked my nipples, showing them off for Brad as much as Rick. Let the prick look all he wanted, I was proud to say I was one of the few girls who even when I was younger never slept with his disgusting ass.
Rick's hands replaced mine, squeezing my firm tits and then rolling my nipples between his fingers.
"Show me her ass, Rick!" Dan called and snapping his fingers pointed to Joe, one of the camera men to get behind me while Rick pulled my dress up, exposing my ass and the black thong that barely covered my pussy.
"Ass is just as fine." Brad spoke up, "The years have been good to you, Molly, you're as hot a milf as you were a little slut." He laughed, "Full circle, huh?"
"What an asshole." Rick murmured into my chest. "All the girls hate him."
I slid lower, kissing his chest. Rick groaned when I swirled my tongue around both his nipples before easing off his legs and kneeling between them. I kissed and licked his stomach while undoing his jeans.
I unzipped them and removing his long, thick, and already rock hard cock. I licked my red painted lips, "Hmm, you do want mommy, don't you?"
I fluttered my tongue around the tip of his cock, before running it up and down the length of his shaft. I sensed movement behind Rick. Jerry; another cameraman had taken up position behind the couch, placing his camera over Rick's shoulder to get the POV angle of my impending blow job.
"Suck his balls, Molly." Dan said behind me.
Rick eased off the couch to let me tug his jeans down to his ankles and grabbing his impressive cock, I pumped it slowly with both hands while sucking his swollen balls into my mouth. He moaned as loudly, and about as convincingly as I did, as I sucked each of his balls in turn.
Not that it didn't feel good, but despite popular myth, the guys could get as jaded as the women as far as sensation went, but I'd still put my money on them having it much easier than we did.
"Lick them, let's see a lot of tongue." Dan instructed.
I swirled my tongue while still jerking him off and letting some spit flow from my mouth, I placed my lips to his balls and shook my head back and forth, getting them wet and pushing more spit into them to cause it to drip down my chin and his sac.
"Nice, now let's see some head." Dan continued.
I ran my tongue back up his shaft and parting my lips, took him into my mouth. I moaned around his cock, my eyes rolling back as if I'd just had an orgasm and bobbed my head in a steady rhythm.
"Oh, fuck mom, you can suck cock." Ricky breathed the ridiculous dialogue while grabbing the back of my head and guiding my mouth along his prick.
"Look at him," Dan prodded, "Let the pervs see those beautiful baby blues, Molly."
I looked up; keeping my eyes on the camera, not Rick, to give the illusion it was him I was looking at. I kept my eyes wide as I continued sucking him, now taking him deeper and moving my head faster.
"Move her hair." Someone said and sliding my hair from my cheek, Rick wrapped both his hands in it and cocked his head at me, silently asking if I were ready.
I tapped his thigh and he said, "Stay still and let me fuck your slutty mouth, mom."
I remained still and opening wider, relaxed my throat and gurgled as he thrust his hips, pounding his cock into my mouth. I made gagging noises for effect and allowed the mixture of spit and precum to flow from my mouth and down his shaft, then noisily slurped it back up, when he drove his cock into me again.
He continued to assault my mouth while I made squealing and gagging noises. I heard someone call for Derek, and despite my best efforts, felt another wave of disgust, knowing what was coming next.
"What the fuck, Rick?" Derek called out behind me as he walked onto the set. "You couldn't wait for me?"
"Told you bro, you snooze you lose." Rick laughed even as I continued to blow him. "I got to mom first." He paused, then said, "But hey, join on in. You'll take care of both your boys won't you, mom?"