She dove over their heads, cutting the water neatly.

"Can't catch me!" she laughed. "I bet you can't catch me!"

Gary and Randy started after her. They raced from one end of the pool to the other. Finally Joanie slowed and let them catch her, and when one of her sons accidentally closed a hand about her tit, she became weak. The hand was jerked away as if it had been burned. Joanie smiled at Randy, the boy who had touched her tit.

"For shame," she murmured.

The quick feel of his mother's tit caused Randy's cock to lurch into hardness. He turned to swim away and Joanie deliberately swung the back of her hand along his front. She felt his hard-on, and smiled wider. Gary came up behind his mother and she felt small hands sliding up the back of her thighs and very briefly touching the cheeks of her ass.

Joanie shot Gary a grin over her shoulder.

Gary, catching his mother's grin, pinched her ass.

"Is that nice?" Joanie asked, her voice a throaty purr. "Pinching a girl?"

Gary nodded at his mother, grinning with shining eyes. Joanie saw the desire in her youngest son's eyes and could not help shoving her ass against his front. It was a quick shove, but enough for her to feel his cock, sweetly hard, against her ass. Gary did not miss the significance. He reached for his mother's hips, managing to get his hands on them before she wiggled away.

Joanie laughed as she climbed from the pool, standing with her legs parted, tossing her wet hair back. Water streamed from her, and Gary stared up between his mother's long legs. It looked to him as if she was pissing right through that bikini. He saw the dark cunt hairs along each side of the crotch. Joanie watched Gary's reaction and then suddenly, impulsively, she did a very slow bump and grind, then shot her hips forward in a lewd invitation.

Gary gulped loudly, his eyes enormous.

"Well," Joanie laughed, "that's what you wanted to see me do, right?"