"That's no fun," Shari replied. "You've seen me do that so much, I thought you'd like to fuck for a change. Did it feel good, Barry? I mean did Mother's cunt feel real good on your cock?"

"Yeah!" he grinned. "It's wet and soft and hot. I like to fuck her. I bet your cunt will be like that, too!"

Janet could tell she was the first to fuck her son. She was a bit surprised that they were waiting until their birthday. They were both so eager, so hot. They were in torment waiting. At least, Janet was the one Barry had fucked last night.

"Hey! Mom?" Barry asked. "How did you get this way? I mean, so hot and all?"

"I don't know," Janet said in a soft voice.

"You mean all I have to do is just tell you I wanna fuck you, and you'll do it?"

Janet nodded her head.

"See? Daddy was right!" Shari giggled.

"I saw that last night," Barry replied.

He got to his feet and moved behind his mother. Janet felt his hands slide over her shoulders, down to her tits. She moaned softly when he squeezed her tits and her body shivered.

"Nice tits, Mom," he said then slipped his hands inside the top of her dress. "Hey, no bra!"

"Take her tits out!" Shari squealed. "Take her tits out so I can see them."

Janet sat without moving as her son exposed her tits. Her cunt dripped into her panties, and she was shivering, waiting, wanting.

Barry fondled her tits awhile, pulling and twisting her stiff nipples then he pulled his hands away. Janet sat with her tits showing, looking down at her folded hands. She heard her son fumble with his pants, and she closed her eyes.

"Don't do that, Barry," she whispered. "Please, don't make me do anything more. You've done enough to me already."

"Ahhhh, a little more won't hurt, Mom," he said, pulling his cock out of his pants. He rubbed his cock through her hair, and Janet felt it, knowing his cock was dripping, the juice getting in her hair.