… "she moaned. "Oh, mybaby!" Kenny's eyes moved up and down her body, looking at her differently than ever before. Kathy loved the way he looked at 'her. She wanted to rip her skirt and blouse off, tear her skimpy panties away, and fuck that young, hard cock in a frenzy.

"Baby…take…oh, honey, take my panties off!"

Kenny gulped noisily, and she wondered if he was backing out. She twisted her hips, making a circular movement, her eyes blazing at him, her Ups parted as she panted with readiness.

"Take my panties off!" she hissed huskily. "You said you wanted to see… see all of me! Take my Goddamn panties off, darling! Please!"

Kenny drippcd slowly to his knees, his young body shaking. He gazed at his mother!s knees, then higher where the han of her skirt concealed the rest. He lifted his hands, and Kathy saw them shake. He placed his palms on her knees, and Kathy whimpered softly. Kenny's hands slipped up, but stopped at the bottom of her

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short skirt. She felt his palms sweaty and hot on her flesh.

"Under my dress!" she urged. "Shove your hands up my dress and pull my panties down, Kenny! Ohhh, please, take my panties off, darling!" She stood upright, her hands balled into fists, anxious for her son to pull her panties down. "IF it will help, Kenny, think of me as a little girl you have in a corner, a pretty little girl, and you want to take her panties down."

"Aw, no, Mom," he groaned. "I like you! I want to take your panties down!"

"Oh, God,.. do it! Hurry, jerk Mother's panties down, baby!"

Kenny's hands slid tremblingly under his mother's skirt, feeling the silky smoothness of her slender thighs. He touched the edge of her panties and held his breath. He knelt there looking up at her. Kathy was staring down at him, eyes hot and pleading, her body trembling as badly as his.