He looked at her. Her silk gown clung to her slender body, outlining it. The top strained over her pointing tits, the lace exposing the creamy swells. He saw the shape of his mother's thighs, the way her nipples pressed at the tip. His cock jerked back and forth as he looked at her.

Shellie sat near his thighs, staring at her son's cock with smoldering eyes. She was pleased with the size, the long shaft and rounded head. She ran a hand up her son's thigh, toying with his balls.

"Beautiful," she murmured huskily. "It's very beautiful, Jay."

Her hands moved up and down his thighs, caressing his flesh. She hooked her fingers into the waist band of his shorts, and slowly dragged them down. Jay lifted his ass slightly as his mother pulled his shorts to his knees.

Shellie again gazed upon his cock, watching his young balls. They looked very full, loaded and hot. She moved her hand up his leg once more, and stroked the tips of her fingers over his balls. Jay gasped and looked down. He was breathing harshly with excitement, and Shellie was pleased with his responses to her fondling hand.

She drew one knee up, resting her chin on it as she gazed hotly at his exposed cock and balls, gently touching them. She wanted to expose herself to him, show him her juicy cunt, but was afraid that once he saw her unusually long clit he might react as his father had done. But since her pussy was bubbling with liquid fire, she pressed her other hand to her crotch, exerting pressure upon that throbbing clit-knob. When she moved her hand on her pussy, the silky gown slipped along her thigh, revealing the smooth, creamy leg to her crotch.

"Oh, Jay," she mewled, closing her fist about his cock again. "It's so hard, baby! So very hard!"