Ginger had lost her shyness now. It was replaced by a steaming urge to feel what she had earlier, those wonderful, ever-so-delicious pulsations between her thighs. She poked a finger into her tight little cunt, crying out with pleasure as she probed, her eyes darting to her mother's naked body, to her brother's cock. Toby was dripping a lot, smearing the shaft of his prick with the liquid.

"Ahhhh, so good!" Susan moaned, watching them as she lewdly fingerfucked herself. "To watch you two… to do it in front of you! Ohhhh, God, this is so good!"

Her ass wiggled as she squatted there, knees flung very wide apart. Her tits shook, her eyes blazing.

"Toby…" she gasped. "Don't come! Please, baby, don't come!"

"But I gotta, Mom!" he panted. "You can see how hard I am!"

"No, don't come!" she cried, jerking her dripping fingers out of her cunt and standing up. She flung her shirt from her shoulders. She stepped close to her son, jerking his fist off his cock, and closing her own about it. "Ohhh, so hard! Ahhh, nice and hard!"

She stroked her son's cock, with Toby grinning from ear to ear, his hips pushing forward. Ginger stared open-mouthed, her finger buried into her sugary cunt, surprised to see what their mother had done. She had wanted to grab hold of her brother's cock before, but shyness had prevented her.

Susan, feeling the hot hardness in her hand, suddenly made a decision.

"Give it to me, Toby," she asked, breathless. "Please, honey, give it to mother!"

Now it was Toby that seemed not to understand. But Ginger knew right away what her mother meant.

"Mother, you mean you want Toby to…"

Susan, almost out of her mind with heat, jerked her son's cock hard, then turned it loose and worked quickly at his jeans, opening them, pushing them to his feet. She stared at his cock, lifted high at an angle to his stomach, his full balls so hot. She sucked in a deep breath, cradling his balls in her hand, feeling the hot fullness, the youth of them.