The feel of his cock in her fist sent a ripple of erotic ecstasy shooting through her. Her knees became weak and her cunt twitched as if she were about to come. She traced her thumb over the smooth head of her son's cock, then smiled to herself in the darkness. There were slippery juices there on his piss hole.

Releasing his prick, she shoved her hand farther into his pajamas, fondling his balls. She found only a few hairs there. She caressed her son's balls for a while, then grasped his cock again. She jacked back and forth on it, feeling his body shake with delight. He kept his gaze on the girl next door, bracing himself on his windowsill while she pumped on his throbbing cock.

Janice shoved his pajama bottoms down, and ran her hand over his tight ass. Bobby was shivering and groaning with delight as she ran her hand over his tight ass. Scooting her other hand to his cock, she began to jack on it and caress his ass cheeks at the same time.

"You like to watch that girl, honey?" she murmured, stroking back and forth, with her fingers tightening and flexing. She cupped a cheek of his ass, digging her fingers into it. "Do you enjoy watching her, seeing her naked, doing that with the pillow?"

"Gosh, yes!" her son grunted.

"Keep watching her, darling," she whispered in a thick sound. "You just keep watching her."

Janice knew what she was doing, but the compulsion was strong, too strong for her to resist. She began to sink to her knees, still clasping her son's ass cheek in one hand and his cock in the other. While Bobby stared at the girl fucking her pillow, Janice pressed her hot lips to her son's hip, kissing it moistly. With the contact of his flesh against her hot, wet lips, something flared inside her mind. She pulled at Bobby's hips, and then her face was level with his thrusting cock.