She dropped to her knees, and her long tongue snaked out, sliding up his thigh, licking away the hot come juice. Billy gasped loudly as he watched her, her tongue swirling through the come juice and moving higher on his leg. Misty lapped hungrily at his leg, tasting his sweet come juice, pulling it into her mouth and swallowing it. Her cunt burned, swelled until it seemed her panties were too tight on it. Her tongue moved through the juice on the front of his shorts, and then touched his piss-hole. It was a quick touch, and then she drew her tongue back into her mouth.

When she lifted her face to his, her eyes swimming in liquid heat, her cunt convulsed with a fiery orgasm, making her ass shake and bunch.

"I'm coming!" she cried softly, her tongue licking at her lips, lips that glistened with his come juice. "I'm coming off, too, baby!"

She clutched her son's thigh, on her knees, staring into his eyes as she came and came, wave after wave of intense orgasm.

CHAPTER TWO

Misty sat wrapped in her robe, fresh from her bath, feeling very good about herself.

Billy had hushed happily after what happened between them, then ran off to his room, showered, and was now taking a nap.

She stretched, lifting her arms above her heed, long legs pushed out. Her robe parted and a creamy, full tit shown, her nipple pebbled. Site glanced at it, giggling softly to herself. Billy would probably love to see it, she thought. And she would love to show it to him. Maybe show him both of her tits, do a slow strip for him until she stood naked, letting his hot young eyes drink in her slender beauty. She had never seen a guy come so hard, so much, without his cock being touched.

She parted her robe and looked down her body. The soft curls of her cunt were soft, silky, just thick enough to conceal the sensitive silt of her pussy, unless she parted her legs a little.