"You have to keep your promise, Mom," Paul told his mother after she had cleaned his cock with the hem of her white dress. "You said I could fuck you when I started coming off."

Donna grinned lewdly at her son. "I intend to keep that promise, honey," she said. "But you better have some lunch right now. You're going to need your strength if you're going to fuck me."

While her son had a sandwich in the kitchen, she unpacked his suitcase and placed his clothing in the chest of drawers in her bedroom. Paul was going to be sleeping with her and not in the extra bedroom this summer. She placed all his shorts in one drawer, his socks in another, and then made a sudden decision. Removing his shorts, she took them to the extra bedroom and stored them there. Paul wouldn't be needing shorts at all this summer. If he wanted her to go naked under her dresses, then he could go without his shorts. Besides, she loved the way his cock looked inside his pants without shorts on.

She was in her bedroom again, still putting his things away, when he entered. She looked over her shoulder and smiled at him. Paul moved up behind his mother and wrapped his arms about her, his hands cupping her firm tits as she pressed his cock against her ass cheeks. Donna murmured with pleasure and wiggled her shapely ass against his cock. She could feel his prick there, almost hard again.

"Mmmm, want something, darling?" she whispered, twisting her ass against him, feeling his cock swell into full hardness.

"I want to fuck you, Mom," he grunted in a thick voice. His hands squeezed her tits as he pumped his hard cock against her ass. "I don't want to wait, Mom."

She turned in his arms and lowered her face to kiss him. His hands were gripping her ass as he pressed his throbbing cock against her thighs. "I know you don't, Paul," she said with a flick of her tongue about his lips. "And I don't want to wait, either. Baby, mother's cunt is burning up."