Now as she watched Jake's hand move around inside his pocket she felt her pussy itch. How long had it been since she'd gotten well fucked? At least a year. She deserved more than that. Sure, she masturbated regularly. But jerking off didn't take the place of a good stiff prick.

It didn't seem right somehow that her own son should be sitting in front of her and jerking off. Wasting a good hard-on. While she was horny. It just didn't seem right.

She put her magazine down and let her robe slip open to reveal most of her thighs. They were ripe and round, as was the rest of her body. She noticed Jake staring at her.

"Interesting article?" she said.

"It's okay." The hand in his pocket stopped moving.

She raised her arms over her head and pretended to stretch. She was well aware that half of her tits became exposed by the movement. "How do you feel?"

"Better." His eyes widened as he stared at her lush cleavage. His hand began moving frantically in his pocket.

"Maybe I'll go upstairs and get dressed," she said. Her robe opened a little more and revealed the tops of her big pink nipples.

"Okay," the boy croaked, his hand working madly inside his pocket.

Alice's juices began flowing. She leaned forward and made a quick decision. She thrust her shoulders back and pushed her tits forward. "Are you staring at my tits or is it just my imagination?" she said. them in my face!"

"Why you mouthy kid," she giggled, letting her legs fall open.

"Well, you are, Jake said defiantly, his hand working faster inside his pocket.

"So are you," she said, leaning forward and letting her tits flop around.

"Yeah, who do I take after?" He grinned, no longer trying to hide the movements of his hand.

"That's what I get for raising you boys to be assertive," she said. She cupped her tits through her robe and worked her fingers over her giant globes. "If you want to see them, why don't you ask nice?"