She did not even know when her daughter slipped off the chair and left the room. And she hardly knew what she was doing as she started walking slowly, unsteadily, toward her son. Her eyes saw nothing but his cock.

Tommy watched his mother, knowing she was gazing at his prick. He didn't move, and felt no fear whatsoever. He remained in his pose, on one knee, watching her. His cock throbbed, exposed underneath the toga. Susan stopped near him, her eyes down and on his prick. She was breathing hard and fast, and she kept licking her lips.

Suddenly, with a soft wild cry, Susan was on her knees before her kneeling son. She had his cock in one hand and his hairless balls in the other. She was moaning mindlessly as she stroked her fist back and forth on Tommy's cock, squeezing and tugging at his balls gently. Fluids collected at his piss hole, beading up and dripping down. The hard throbbing of his cock sent Susan's cunt into an almost convulsive orgasm.

Totally mesmerized, Susan jacked on her son's cock, slow and then fast. She pulled at his balls and rolled them in her hot palm. Her ass swayed gently in a revolving motion as she caressed and fondled his cock and balls.

Then Susan could stand it no longer. She darted her face toward her son's cock, and burned moist kisses all, over it; She lifted his balls and kissed them, moaning in a throaty, soft way all the time Her tongue darted forth and she licked his cock up and down. She flipped the tip of her tongue over the smooth head, and then over his dripping piss hole. The taste of his juices sent Susan's mind into a wild, reeling turmoil of delight.

She pulled her head back a few inches, gazed with hot eyes at his prick. "Ohhhhh!" She now had her son's cock in her mouth.