She felt his cock spurt, and the creamy heat of his come juice coated her jerking fist. She pulled his balls, making him come with her fist, soft sounds of delight coming from deep in her throat.

"Come, baby!" she moaned. "Oh, God… come! Come hard… come all over the place!"

"I am, Mom!" Ted groaned, his ass jerking wildly.

She pumped on his cock until it began going soft and small in her fist. Then she pulled her hand away and wiped it on his bedspread. She found tissues on his night table and cleaned his cock, balls, thighs, and stomach, wishing now she had taken his jizz into her mouth.

She stood for a moment looking down at him in the darkness, barely seeing him. The crotch of her panties was very wet, and giving in to a sudden impulse, she lifted her skirt and stripped her panties off. Holding them in her hand, she moved to the door. She flicked the light switch, turning the room into brightness. She saw her son grinning at her, his cock and balls sweetly exposed to her.

"That's better than just watching, Mom," he said.

"I know," Joan grinned back at him. Then she tossed her cunt-wet panties at him. They landed on his face, and Ted giggled as he drew them down to his neck. "Now, here's something you can dream on, darling." She turned her back to him, and gave her skirt a saucy flip, showing her naked ass to her son briefly. "Nice, huh?" she teased.

"I didn't see much, Mom," he said.

"Well, take a good look, baby," she replied in a throaty voice, lifting her skirt again and holding it up this time. She patted her naked ass as she arched it saucily at him. "Isn't it a nice ass?"

CHAPTER THREE

Three days had gone by, and twice a day Joan had jerked her son off, usually with his balls in her mouth. Ted, of course, was having the time of his life.