"Look at me all you want. I like it when people look at me. I like it best when you look at me. Aren't I beautiful, baby?"

Joanie stroked her tits, circling her hard nipples with the tips of her fingers. She moved one hand downward, caressing her flat stomach. The other hand cupped a tit and gently squeezed it. Then she ran her fingers through the lush curls of her cunt, her hips twisting gently.

Gary stared, hardly believing it, seeing his mother part the wet lips of her pink cunt with two fingers, then pull up on it. He saw her clitoris glistening with readiness.

"Come here, Gary," she purred, rubbing a fingertip along her distended clitoris. "Come to Mother, baby. It's all right, don't be afraid, honey. Come to Mother."

Staring hard between her thighs, Gary moved on jerky legs toward the bed.

"Isn't it pretty, Gary?" Joanie mewled, moving her finger about the puffy lips of her cunt, her legs spread as wide as they would go. "Doesn't this give you some ideas, Gary? This should tell you how Mother feels, what Mother wants, what I need."

Standing at the side of her bed, shaking, unable to take his eyes off the first cunt he had ever seen in his life, Gary could hardly breathe. Joanie kept sliding her middle finger up and down her cunt slit, feeling the heat of her clitoris, dipping one finger into her pussy now and then. She moved her other hand up her son's trembling thigh, a finger sneaking under the frayed edges of his shorts. She tickled his balls, making her, son gasp. She shoved his shorts away from his cock and it sprang upright.

"Ohhhh, nice," she whispered, moving her fingertips about the throbbing cock shaft. "You're very hard, Gary. Very hard."

She slipped the crotch of his shorts all the way to one side, revealing his hairless balls and hard cock. She cupped her son's balls gently, her smoldering eyes watching his cock lurch up and down.

"Oh, God, I can't stand it!" she hissed. "Do it! Do it to me – now!"