Dropping her blouse, Lisa found she was not in the least bit shy to undress before her son. She stood facing him, watching his gaze move over her firm tits. She lowered her skirt, then stood for a moment or so in her tight bikini panties. When she began pushing her panties down, Johnny started panting with anticipations.

"You've seen a cunt before, haven't you?" she asked.

"Mom, you're the first girl for me."

She grinned impishly at him. She pushed her panties off.

"Well, what do you think?" she asked.

"You're beautiful, Mom!"

Lisa caressed her tits, moving her hands down her stomach, running her fingers through the soft hair of her cunt. She spread the thick hair and let her son gaze upon the pink silt of her pussy, her clit pushing from the moist folds. Spreading her feet apart, she parted her cuntlips for him.

"And my cunt?"

"Beautiful, too."

Lisa giggled girlishly. She felt in a teasing mood. She felt so good, so excited, she couldn't believe it. She didn't feel tormented with irrational desire. She was hot; very hot, but now there would be no torment, no suffering, no more unsatisfying fingerfucking. The anticipation felt delicious.

"Want to fuck mother again?" she teased, twisting her hips as she pulled at her cunt. "Want to fuck this cunt again, Johnny? Mother has a very nice, very wet, very hot cunt for you, baby. Want to put your lovely hard cock inside mother's cunt and fuck the piss out of it?"

Johnny giggled. "You like to talk dirty, huh, Mom?"

"I love it," she mewled. "It makes me hot. Talk dirty with me."

"You sure have a hot cunt, Mom," he said, giggling softly. "I wanna stick my cock in your cunt, Mom. I wanna fuck your hot cunt with my hard cock!"

"Ohhhh, yes, baby! Oh, yes, fuck my cunt with your cock! Fuck mother's hat, hot cunt!"

Johnny closed his fist around his cock, pumping it, as he stared at his mother.