"Roger, stop. You were five, then, and you know it."

"How about you go out with me, then. Right now. We'll have a few and then drive over to the point and neck in the back seat. I bet you need a good necking from a healthy young stud like me about now, huh?"

"Careful, Roger," she said.

"Maybe a good fucking, huh?" he giggled.

"I was afraid you were going to say that. To bed, now, come on."

She heaved again. He resisted. "Mmmm, you got nice tits, Mom," he said, brazenly cupping one in his palm. He squeezed gently. His touch was disconcertingly thrilling on her tingling, needing body. "Come on, let's you and me neck, baby," he grinned. "You give me a big stiff one."

"Roger, that's enough. I'm not in the mood for playing childish games with you tonight"

"How about adult games, Mom?"

"Come on-off we go to beddy-bye," she said maternally.

He dug in his heels and looked at her steadily. "Mom?"

She looked back and sucked in her breath and felt it catch in her throat. Her heart pounded rapidly and suddenly, and her pussy squeezed juice between her lips into the crotch of her red panties. He was really doing it! He was propositioning hen Her own son was asking to fuck her!

"Roger!" she whispered hoarsely, stunned beyond belief and unaccountably thrilled at the same time.

"Aw, Mom, I… God, I want to take you and inn off with you and get you away ftom that old bastard! He rides my ass all the time, and he's trying to turn my pretty lady into a frustrated old bag, and I can't stand it any more, Mom!"

Vera stood back from him in shock. "Roger Hanson, you get in your room right now and sleep this one off real fast, do you hear me!"

"He's trying to squeeze us out, Mom! Both of us! Goddamn it, let's get him! You and me, Mom! It's always been us against him anyway, and you know it. Do you really think he doesn't look across the table at me and see 'bastard' burned across my forehead every morning? Do you really think there's any other reason why he married you? It might have been for flicking in the beginning, but he's quit that now, and I know it, too. What's left, Mom?" he cried.