"How long are you staying?" Joanne asked her son as they all dragged their duffel bags out of the car.

"We've got a week's vacation, Mom. Then it's back to the old grind again," Doug said, slamming the door shut and running up the walk to the front parch. Joanne watched him and smiled sadly. She didn't realize until now tow much she'd missed him.

"Hey, come on! Don't keep us out in the cold"' Doug called out to his mother.

"Sorry," Joanne said, walking briskly up the walk.

She could still feel her box shuddering and rumbling with frustration. It felt like her belly did when she was starving for food and couldn't eat for a while. The crotch of her panties clung to her still-swollen labes as she reached the top step of the porch and unlocked the door.

"We gonna eat?" Jim asked as they all walked into the large living room.

"That's all he thinks about-eating," Doug said, laughing softly at his friends.

Christ! I've got something for him to chew on! Joanne thought to herself as she felt her clit rising up from her hot snatch-flesh again.

"I've got some cash saved up from my allowance. Let's take your mom out and treat her," Bob said, smiling broadly at Joanne.

The woman looked from one teen to the other to the other, and suddenly felt like a little girl with a big wad of money in a candy store. She wanted everything she could see, and couldn't decide which one she was going to have first. Then Joanne remembered that one of the bodies was her son's.

"I-I think I'm a little tired. Why don't you guys go out for dinner and I'll go to bed?" Joanne said.

"Whatever you say, Mom. Let's change and get on the town," Doug said, racing up the stairs with his two buddies behind him. Joanne walked towards the large blue living-room couch and sat down at one end of it, wondering if Bob Decker's hand had brushed her right ass-cheek accidentally as he ran for the stairs after Jim.