"Oooo, Davy!" Judy sobbed. "I'm coming, too! Oooo, it feels so good, Davy! Press hard… squeeze my pussy, Davy!" Joann couldn't breathe.

She watched her son coming with unfocused eyes, her own pussy convulsing against her hand. Her legs shook and, if she had not been leaning against the truck, she would have fallen on her ass. The sight of her son's cock spurting into the air sent her emotions roaring through her like a freight train, her orgasm becoming intense.

After her brother came off, Judy kept holding his cock, feeling his prick deflate in her hand. Her hand was coated with his come juice, glistening wetly. Dave still cupped his sister's cunt, but she had let her little ass relax now.

Judy giggled naughtily, picking up a cloth from the floor of the pickup and wiping her hand. Joann managed to stay there and watch Judy use the cloth on her brother's cock and balls. She watched as Judy stuffed her brother's prick back into his jeans. Joann found herself disappointed.

Sneaking back into the house, Joann leaned against the door, tears in her eyes. She couldn't feel shame for her son and daughter, only for herself. She felt only envy for Judy and Dave, envy because they felt no shame and enjoyed their young hungers.

CHAPTER TWO

Now that her feelings had been proven correct, Joann no longer wondered what they had been doing.

She had seen her daughter jacking off her son, watched his come juice spurt into the air. She had seen her son's thick cock, his young balls… and the image of them remained in her mind.

She was puzzled by her pleasure at watching them. She knew about the desires of some people, people who loved to watch others fucking. She had not known she possessed such a desire, yet she had come while watching Judy jacking off Dave's cock.