Until he was ready to fuck his mother.

The next day, Susan could hardly wait to find Mary on the patio again, and neither could her son. She saw him peeking from his window constantly, never far from it. Mary usually was out there by noon, and Susan wondered why the girl was not working like most of those in the apartment complex. She, herself, had no need to work. Insurance took good care of her and Bobby.

Bobby saw Mary first.

The girl had come out onto her patio with a towel wrapped about her, spreading a colorful blanket on the cement with a pillow. Susan noticed Mary because of the way her son was pressing the front of his pants against the wall as she walked past his room.

"She's there again, is she?"

Stepping beside her son, she looked down. Mary lay there with her legs spread wide, and Susan was determined to see her cunt today, and to let her son see that sugary pussy, too. She left her son and went to her room, returning with a pair of high-powered field glasses.

"Here, darling," Susan said, giving them to her son. "Look at her with these."

Bobby took the glasses eagerly, and Susan saw he did not have his cock out at the moment. She ran her hand down there and felt his cock-bulge, finding it swelling quickly.

She began whispering to him as before.

"Look at her, darling, and mother will jack you off again. Use the glasses and you can see her cunt clearly. Look at her hairy cunt and mother will jack you off. Pretend mother's fist is her pussy, her cunt, and that you're fucking her. And you can come again all over the wall, like yesterday."

She opened her son's pants and pulled his prick free as Bobby used the glasses. Gripping his cock, she began stroking it, thrilled again to find his prick throbbing hotly in her hand.

She took the binoculars from him and looked down at Mary. Mary had her legs wide apart, and the focus of the glasses brought her hairy cunt almost into Susan's face. She saw the puffiness of the cuntlips, the tip of Mary's clit peeking from those moist folds.