Susan chuckled. "You remember, do you?"

"How could I forget, Mom? I loved it." She watched him place his hand on her knee, then slowly move it upward. He toyed with the hem of her dress a moment, acting unsure of himself.

"Feel me if you want," she murmured.

His hand moved under her skirt, and she parted her legs for him. When his fingers began to move, she slipped her skirt to her waist.

"You look beautiful, Mom," Bob said, running his fingers along the crotch of her nylon panties. "I mean, with your skirt up, wearing panties. It makes my cock tingle."

Susan twisted her hips, grinding slowly at his hand. "Stand up a minute, baby."

Bob stood, and she slipped a hand between his legs, bringing him closer to her face. She shoved his trunks aside, exposing his cock and balls. His prick was half hard, dangling near her face. She gazed at his cock, sliding her hand between his thighs and into the leg of his shorts, touching the cheeks of his ass. She pulled his hips closer and opened her mouth. With her eyes looking up at his delighted face, she took his cock into her mouth. She twisted her lips about, her tongue licking, feeling his cock growing harder. She moaned softly and pressed at his ass, taking his cock deep into her mouth. With her lips pressed at the base of his cock, she used her throat on the prickhead, her tongue pressing on the underside making a tight wetness about his cock.

When his cock was very hard inside her mouth, she gurgled deep in her throat and began to suck. As she sucked, she kept her eyes burning into his pleased face, squirming her ass against the pad of the lounge chair.

Cupping the cheeks of her son's ass, letting him know to fuck back and forth at her mouth, Susan ran her other hand into her panties and began to rub at her swollen clit knowing this would increase her son's excitement. His cock tasted so hot and hard between her lips, and his prick dripped so much she had to swallow the juices. She pulled her hand out of her panties, then pulled the crotch very tightly into her cunt. Hair showed, and Bob leaned down, feeling his mother's cunt.