She watched him as he eagerly dropped his pants. His cock stood out so hard, his balls loose beneath the base. There was a little dark hair at the base of his cock, but his balls were hairless.

"That's cute," she murmured softly, her voice husky. "That is very cute, honey."

He turned to climb on the bed, and she stood watching, her hot eyes gazing over the tightness of his young ass cheeks until he was on the bed, his cock pointing toward the ceiling.

She pulled her dress up to her thighs, then climbed onto the bed with him. She straddled her son's thighs, then lifted her dress to her waist, exposing her hair-rimmed cunt. On her knees, she inched upward until her cunt hovered above the smooth head of her son's cock. With both hands, she parted the thick cunt hair, and she watched his eyes blaze with interest as he stared at her wet pink cunt.

"You just lie there and let mother do it all, baby," she said hoarsely. "You just let mother do it for you. Watch in the mirror, Marty! You look in the mirror and see mother fuck you!"

"Fuck… fuck me!" her son gasped.

"Oh, baby, of course… fuck!" she laughed deliciously. "That's what we're going to do, fuck! So you just watch us in the mirror… fuck, fuck, fuck!"

Marty laughed with youthful delight. "Fuck me, Mom!"

Joan reached down and grasped his cock. She ran the swollen prick head back and forth across the steamy lips of her cunt, then fitted his cock between them. Taking the smooth head of Marty's cock into her pussy, she slowly settled upon him until the soft curls of her cunt hair mingled with the few wiry hairs at the base of his prick. She sat there for a moment or so, rocking gently. Reaching behind herself, she took her son's balls in her hand and pressed them against the heat of her creamy ass cheeks, laughing lewdly down at him. Finally she spread herself out on top of Marty, her legs sprawling along his, his cock deep inside her fiery cunt.