Knowing the value of clothing, Susan was wearing a pair of very lacy, very sheer, very tight bikini panties. But she still could not tolerate a bra. She put on a man's shirt, leaving the buttons open and tying it together beneath her tits.

This left the creamy, succulent swells of her flawlessly shaped tits partially revealed almost to the nipples. A wrap-around skirt that flared and parted on her thighs was teasing enough, she decided.

Sissy had gone with her friend, Judy, someplace. Jay, in the past few days, had been hanging about the house. Susan knew he was there waiting for another opportunity to fuck her, and she was going to provide that now.

She saw him enter the bathroom, his cock straining against his pants. She knew he would soon be jacking off his beautiful hard cock. She had flashed her long, tanned thighs at him and leaned over so he could peek at her tits, and his cock had become swollen. So he went to the bathroom, and she knew it was not to piss – not with his cock so sweetly bulging at his pants.

Susan waited outside the door of the bathroom, listening as. Jay's pants slithered to his feet. Then she heard him making soft grunts as he began to run his fist up and down his cock. The sounds excited her, making her tits swell and her moist cunt pulsate eagerly. After she felt he was pumping up and down on his cock with intense pleasure, she shoved the door open and walked in.

Jay was sitting on the toilet, his ass shoved forward. His legs were spread wide and his cock was standing up very hard with a sweetly swollen head already dripping. His balls, sweet, succulent and hairless, dangled between his spread thighs.

Seeing his cock in his fist sent a ripple of desire flowing through Susan's body, and her cunt twitched with hunger.

"Don't stop jacking off, darling," she said in a low voice, flashing her son a radiant smile. "It's all right to jack off. I would love to watch you jack off sometime – see you squirt your fuck juice. But not now, honey."