fingers stroking the front of his tight shorts. She felt the hardness of his cock, and for a moment simply stroked up and down. Then, with a sob, Karen closed her fingers around his prick and squeezed hard.

"Ohhhhh, damn it!" she sobbed.

Brett's fingers dug into her tit, her nipple burning at his palm. She jerked on his cock, his shorts impeding her movement.

"Mother! Oh, hell, Mother!"

"I know, honey," she whispered, her voice choking. "Hush because I know."

Her cunt, that raging beast of a cunt, was demanding again, burning between her thighs. Karen shot her hand into his shorts, grabbing his cock tightly, holding, feeling his prick throb. She squeezed, then began to jerk up and down on his cock. With a grunt of pleasure, she felt his hand sliding toward her hips, then down in front of her. As he brushed his fingers through the thick curls of her pussy, Karen lifted her thigh and braced it with bent knee.

"Oh, God!" she whimpered as his hand moved between her thighs, cupping her steamy wet cunt. "Ooooo, Brett… darling!"

They began kissing furiously, tongues thrusting and licking and sucking. She jerked on her son's cock frantically, and his finger slipped into her cunt, flicking in and out as the

heel of his hand rubbed and agitated her inflamed clit. Their passions soared as they jerked and fingered and felt. She took his balls in her palm and held them as he stroked the hairy lips of her cunt, then plunged his finger back into her, fucking it in and out as she twisted her hips, moaning into his mouth, sucking frantically on his tongue.

Then she released him, sitting up in bed and throwing the sheet to the foot. They did not say anything, but Karen began to jerk at his shorts, drawing them down his hips and to his feet. When she had them off, she sat on her heels and grabbed his cock in one hand, his balls with the other. She beat up and down on his cock, squeezing and pulling at his balls. Brett was digging into one of her naked tits, twisting the nipple, pulling on it. They were breathing heavily, grasping as the desire seared their flesh. Karen pumped on his cock swiftly, her fingers tight; She brushed her thumb over the cockhead, across his piss hole, finding it slippery with seeping wetness.