Jay pressed and squirmed his cock against his mother's naked thighs, and she was returning the pressure. One of her hands held his face against her tit as he sucked at it, and her other hand went down to his ass, clutching one cheek with tight fingers.

When Jay pulled off of her nipple and looked up at her face, she pressed her lips to his, and when his tongue suddenly darted into her mouth, she did not hesitate to suck at it.

She sucked wildly on his tongue as his hands squeezed and felt about her swelling ass. She dug her fingers into his ass, holding his throbbing hard cock against her thigh. But this was not enough for her. She wanted bare flesh against her bare flesh.

Her hands slipped between them and she fumbled hotly at the front of his pants. The buckle of his belt came open, then she tugged his zipper down. He stood before her, trembling.

"You aren't afraid, are you, darling?" Susan asked him as his pants slithered to his feet.

"Gosh no, Mom!" he gurgled.

She stepped back a foot or so and looked down at his cock. His prick was longer and thicker than she had thought. There was hair at his cock base, but not much. His prick head was swollen, and she could see pre-cum drip from his piss hole. She reached down and cupped his balls gently, feeling them, her other hand stroking back and forth on his hard cock.

Susan turned his cock loose and dropped to her knees, then onto her back. She bent her legs and spread them wide. She hooked a finger into the skimpy crotch of her panties and pulled it to one side, revealing her hairy, wet, pulsating cunt to her son.