Jack buried his face into his mother's neck, breathing harshly, his hot breath almost searing her flesh. She held him until he stopped shaking, then he pulled from her, his cock slipping free of her hairy cunt. He got to his feet and stood there, looking down at her body. His cock and balls glistened wetly in the light, his shorts still pulled to one side. For the first time, Marian saw that her son had very little hair at the base of his cock and it made her realize just how young he was.

And she let him fuck her!

Still without speaking, Jack turned and walked away. Marian watched him, her eyes gazing at his ass cheeks. When she was alone, she lifted herself and looked at her cunt. The thick hair was matted almost flat and she could feel come juice dripping from her pussy. She ran her hand down between her thighs and along her still slightly twitching cunt lips, smearing her son's come juice along her inner thighs. Then she got out of bed and went into the adjoining master bathroom. She cleaned herself, then pulled the shorty gown over her head and tossed it into the clothes hamper.

CHAPTER TWO

But Marian was still jealous the next day.

After cleaning the house and bathing, she stared at herself for a long time in the mirror hanging on the bathroom door.

She was taller than the average woman, with a body of slender curves that was quite appealing. She had chestnut-colored hair and dark eyes. She had never noticed the way her eyes smoldered before, but now she saw that they were hot-looking eyes eyes that told of the inner erotic aspect of her personality.

Although she had an erotic imagination, her sexual experiences were quite limited. Marian had done nothing with her husband, sex-wise, except fuck. But there were many things in her mind, many erotic things. But she loved to fantasize erotically, especially when her husband was fucking her.