Jake stared at her, his face crimson and his eyes slitted. "Jesus, Mom, what are you saying?"

She abruptly opened her robe and revealed her naked tits. "I'm saying if you want to see them, take a good look."

"Jesus!" he said, pumping away inside his pocket.

She squeezed and kneaded her velvet skinned tits. "Want to touch?" she whispered.

"Do you mean it?"

"Come here and I'll show you that I do," she said, extending her hand.

He moved from his chair to the sofa and sat down close to her. She took his hand and held it against her. The hand he'd been using to jerk off with was warm and moist.

"You were jerking off, weren't you?" she said.

He flushed. "Yeah." He looked down at the floor.

"I'll help you if you want me to."

He worked his lips and a fine film of perspiration erupted on his forehead. "You will?"

She nodded sexily and licked her lower lip. She rummaged around inside his pocket and found the hole. She reached down until she found his cock. She curled her fingers around it. In his excitement he'd lost his hard-on. She knew she could get him hard again with no trouble. She had every intention of doing so.

There was only one problem. "Are you a virgin, son?" she said.

He grinned proudly. "Shit, no."

She released his cock and took his hands in hers. She moved them to her chest and placed them on her tits. She threw her head back and took a deep breath. How good it felt to have a man's hands on her boobs even if the man was only a kid.

"Touch me!" she hissed. "Keep touching me like that!"

Her pussy gushed juice as the teenager squeezed her boobs. She closed her eyes and spread her thighs wide apart. She was very wet and very hot. She felt like a bitch in heat. There was something primitive about her feelings. Something primitive and natural.