He moved, quietly, from the cabin and onto the deck. He stood at his mother's feet, staring at the bulge of her cunt between her parted thighs. He could see, too, beads of pussy juice glistening on the soft hair.

With a soft cry, he jumped onto his mother's naked back.

"What the hell!" Shellie gasped, startled.

Jay laughed and shoved his hands underneath his mother's body, clutching her naked tits tightly, humping his hard cock along the crack of her ass.

"Gotcha, Mom!" he yelped.

"Oh, you almost made me pee on myself," Shellie replied, feeling her son's cock rubbing at the crack of her ass, his balls brushing her juicy cunt. She lifted her ass to him, wiggling it. "You don't want me to pee all over myself, do you, baby?"

"I don't care," Jay giggled, clutching his mother's tits and pressing his cock against her ass. She enjoyed the way he was holding her tits, his fingers tight. She lifted her ass, twisting it.

"Can't you find someplace to put that hard thing, honey?" she gasped. "Do you need Mother's help?"

"Not now," he said, and scooted his cock down until the head was between her thighs, prodding the hairy wetness of her cunt. "I can find someplace to stick it by myself."

"Ooooh, I guess you can!" she murmured with pleasure. "I can feel you pushing against me."

She lifted her ass to his cock.

Jay shoved the head of his cock into his mother's cunt, and Shellie gave a delighted gasp.

"See, I found a place for my cock, Mom," he said between her shoulder blades.

"I'd say you did," she purred. "But is that all I get, just the head?"

For an answer, Jay rammed his cock into her cunt deeply. Shellie gurgled and lifted her ass even more. She clutched the edge of the mat with her fingers, burbling happily as her son began to fuck her. His cock moved in and out, slowly, as last night, but when the rapture increased, he began to plunge powerfully, making his mother grunt.