"Becky, you're gonna get us in trouble," Ben warned.

"Na, she won't, honey," Julie said in a thick sound. "No one will get into trouble here. I understand why you like to look at pussy. It makes your cock hard, doesn't it?"

"That's right, Mother," Becky said. "His cock. His cock gets real hard when he looks at my pussy." She peered at her mother's crotch again. "Just like it's hard now because he's looking at your pussy, Mother."

Julie's pulses were racing. "He can't see my pussy," she said. "I have panties on."

"He wants to see it, though," Becky said. "He told me he wants to see your pussy, Mother."

"Ben," Julie said, "can't you talk for yourself? Do you want to see Mother's pussy?"

Ben swallowed, but he nodded his head.

Julie felt a thrill shoot through her stomach, her cunt clenching in tightness. She could feel the tip, of her swollen clit against the crotch of her panties. She wanted her son to see her cunt. She wanted both of them to look at her cunt, and she wanted them to.

She parted her feet more, almost two feet apart. Ben's cock actually jumped visibly this time, and Becky made a soft cooing sound.

"So look at it," Julie whispered, passion boiling inside her. "Look at my pussy, if you want."

Becky was running the tip of her finger under the crotch of her sunsuit openly, her blue eyes seeming to be shooting sparks of wicked excitement.

Julie spread her legs, more, opening the flap of her robe to expose herself from her hips downward.

"You're very hard now," she whispered. "Don't come off in those shorts, baby."

Becky looked at her mother, her small hand moving toward her brother's hard-on. Julie nodded her head, and Becky slipped her fingers into the leg of her brother's shorts and pulled his cock free.

Julie gasped now, staring at her son's cock with boiling hunger. With her brother's cock free, Becky turned it loose and began to slide her fingers inside her sunsuit.