And again, they lay there on the carpet, breathing in heavy gasps. Then Susan pushed at her son.
"Oh my God, Jay," she said. "You better get off me, and let me up. I forgot about Sissy! She might come home and see this. Get off, baby, please."
Jay pulled his cock out of her cunt and got to his feet. She gazed fondly at his prick and balls, seeing them glisten wetly as he picked up his pants when he had kicked them off. He stood looking down at his mother and she lay for a moment longer, her tits standing up, with her legs spread wide so he could look all he wanted. Then she smiled at him and stood up, kissing him quickly. She brushed her hand over his cock and balls.
"Now scoot, honey," she said, and she went back into her bedroom.
CHAPTER THREE
Susan was delighted with Jay's attitude.
He showed no shame or guilt about fucking her in the hallway. On the contrary, he seemed as pleased about it as she had been. However, he did not openly touch her – caress even her arm when she was near. She could understand that. He was still very young and probably knew nothing about girls.
One thing she did know was that Jay was jacking off more than he had before. She had gone into the hall bathroom two days later and had seen the evidence of his jacking off. He had come and left a few drops of jism on the seat. She touched the still warm fuck juice with the tip of her finger and smiled, knowing he had been reliving that fuck in the hallway with her. And although he did not touch her, his gaze followed her constantly, shining, waiting, and anticipating.
She, too, was anticipating. She knew that if Jay fucked her again, she would have to start it. So, with her cunt steaming as always, she decided it was time for her son to have himself another piece of ass – her ass.