She felt him relax on top of her, breathing harshly Carol caressed her hands up and down his shaking back, her pussy still clinging to his cock. She could feel the come juice seeping between the tight lips of her cunt, dripping over the naked cheeks of her ass. The juice was slippery, searing her flesh it had her face when she had smeared it all over herself in his bedroom.

She gave a soft yelp as she felt one final orgasm ripple through him. Her cunt squeezed at her son's cock as she came this final time, and her thighs flopped wide apart. She let her arms fall away from him, and Jimmy pulled his cock from her gripping cunt. He sat up on the bed, staring down at his mother's naked body in the dim light. He still could not make out all the details of her body, just shadows and hollows.

Carol reached out and fondled his cock and balls gently, then sat up, her tits jiggling. She kissed him tenderly on his lips.

"Now you can go back to bed, baby," she whispered. "I loved that, Jimmy. I really did love it!"

She watched him leave the room and he paused for a moment at the door, looking

back at her, seeing only her dim outline now. After her son had gone, Carol lay on the bed, thinking about what she had done. She was surprised that she felt no shame about it. And, she told herself Jimmy had been a better fuck than Mike.

She smiled up at the dark ceiling, knowing that Jimmy would fuck her again, knowing he had loved it as much as she had. Her cunt was still pulsating deliciously when she turned to face the window, drawing her knees up and placing her hand beneath her cheek.

Closing her eyes, she decided she no longer needed Mike at all-she had her son.

CHAPTER THREE

Noon the next day.