"Wanna get that thing bit, Mom?" he said.

"Is that a promise or a threat, baby?" she asked huskily.

Jay didn't reply. He stared at his mother's jutting ass, her legs open. He saw her pussy, the pink lips, and that long clit. As she stuck her pretty ass out more, the cheeks opened and he gazed at the sweetness of his mother's asshole. His cock stood hard beneath the water, his balls becoming tight. Shellie writhed her ass, teasing him. She slid her palm to her cunt and rubbed it slowly, her fingers brushing the pucker of her asshole.

"Goddamn," Jay whispered, excited.

"Did you say something, darling?" she asked, bending her knees slightly and opening them a little more, still rubbing her cunt. Jay, clinging to the deck, was looking straight up at his mother's crotch.

"No," he said, his voice barely audible.

"You said Goddamn, didn't you?"

He nodded once, quickly, licking his lips, his eyes fixed upon his mother's crotch, watching her fingers rub.

"You're excited, aren't you, darling?" Shellie whispered. "I bet your cock is very hard, isn't it?"

Jay nodded, unable to speak. Seeing his mother this way fascinated him.

Shellie turned to face her son, looking down at him. He had his elbows on the deck, his body from the waist down beneath the water. She stood with legs open, looking down at him. Jay's eyes gazed hotly up at her crotch.

"Well, is your cock hard, baby?" she insisted.

Again he nodded.

Shellie, feeling wanton, caressed her cunt with both hands, parting the soft hair to reveal the pink, wet lips, and her long clit bulging outward. She pulled up on the lips of her cunt, and her clit knotted. Arching her hips forward, she twisted them in a teasing circle. Her feet were spread at his elbows and she slowly squatted, her own knees held wide. Her hairy cunt was very close to her son's face, and Jay swallowed. He could actually feel the wet heat of his mother's cunt now.