Ricky gulped and nodded. He was obviously having a very, very hard time not looking at his mother's body. Angela wiggled her ass cheeks as she sat beside him, trying to allay the wet need pounding through her pussy. She moved her fingers lower on his torso, stroking his lean belly.

"I might as well be blunt about this, Ricky. My sister is a very sweet girl, but she sometimes has trouble controlling her desires. And you're a very, very handsome young man. And I was just wondering if perhaps you and Lori… did anything, Ricky, while you were alone together."

"I don't understand, Mom."

Angela sighed. "Ricky, did Lori try to sleep with you?"

The hot blush that coursed instantly into Ricky's cheeks was the only answer Angela needed. Again she looked at his crotch under the blankets, and now she was sure that her son was getting a hard-on. A big, meaty hard-on, stiffening in little jerks under the covers.

"I don't… I don't know what you mean, Mom," Ricky mumbled.

"Son, please don't be coy with me. I think you know exactly what I mean."

Angela wiggled her ass harder, unable to keep her eyes off the rapidly-rising bulge at her child's crotch, the huge, stiffening hard-on that was tenting through the covers.

"I'm asking you if your Aunt Lori tried to fuck you, Ricky. Did she take out your prick and try to put it inside her cunt? Or did she suck on it instead? Answer me, Ricky. Did you fuck your Aunt Lori's cunt?"

"I don't…" Ricky licked his lips, his face very red. "I don't…"

"Ricky, why is this big cock of yours so stiff?" Angela blurted out suddenly. "If you didn't fuck your Aunt Lori, then why are you getting a big, fat hard-on while we talk about it?"

Ricky just stared at her. Trembling with desire, Angela grasped the covers and suddenly pulled them to the foot of the bed, completely exposing her son's naked body. Then her eyes opened wide, and she almost came without touching herself as she gazed transfixedly at her younger son's cock.