Carol had awakened with a feeling of excitement, her cunt throbbing with strong anticipation. She had to bathe because her son's come juice was sticky on her ass cheeks, making her cunt hair stick together, She smiled as she ran water into the tub. Jism was still on her face.

She had enjoyed a peaceful night of sleep, and she had slept longer than she usually did. The hunger was still within her slender, shape-

ly body, though. It was still deep inside her, letting her know the insatiable need that boiled like a cauldron in and around her bushy cunt.

She dressed in a tight skirt and thin blouse, wearing only a pair of bikini panties under her clothing. Slipping her feet into high heels, she went to prepare herself some breakfast. Jimmy, she noted, was out someplace. For just a moment she felt disappointment. After fucking him the night before, she had thought he would be right there, hard cock all set to fuck her cunt once again. But, as she ate, she had to remember he was young, and the young always had so much going on, friends to see, things to do.

Still, she missed him.

As she washed the few dishes she had used, Karen came in. Carol looked at her daughter with an affectionate smile. Karen was a lovely little girl, a sweet, innocent-looking blonde with her hair in twin ponytails. A year younger than her brother, Karen was already sprouting two sweet-looking tits on her chest. When Carol saw the buttons of her daughter's nippies against her blouse, she realized Karen would be wearing a bra soon.

Then she looked at her daughter again.

Karen is really growing up, she thought. Already there were some luscious curves. She wore shorts, and her long legs were creamy and well-tanned. Carol noticed the saucy way her daughter's ass fit in those tight shorts, her ass cheeks outlined. She wondered if perhaps

Karen was diddling with some young neighborhood boy, then doubted it immediately.