She was into it now, enjoying the feel of his cock in her mouth. She liked the taste of a hot cock on her tongue. Her cunt was inflamed, and now she dropped a hand to her crotch and she rubbed her pussy through the nylon of her pantyhose.

They all like a good cocksucker, she thought. She remembered how hot and excited Jay had been the first time she sucked him off. They'd met at a party and she'd let him drive her home.

She brought him up to the apartment for coffee, and then afterwards she sucked him off before sending him home.

Something she'd learned as a girl-never leave a man either totally hungry or totally satisfied.

The fact was she enjoyed sucking cock as much as the man always did. Maybe that was why she was so good at it. Or so they told her. She remembered a macho lover who told her that her mouth looked most beautiful when it was filled with a large prick. Stretched and filled. She wondered now about Scott's cock. Was the boy's prick really bigger than his father's? She was amused at herself. Here she was with a cock in her mouth and thinking about another man. But not really another man. The son of this man. Her own stepson.

Jay stopped her before she could finish him off.

"I don't want to come yet," he said as he pulled away.

She smiled at him. "All right."

When she rose up and made a move to peel her pantyhose off, he stopped her.

"Let me do that," he said.

She stood there while he finished undressing her. His cock swayed back and forth heavily, his balls looking fat and turning her on. She liked big fat balls because they made her think of all the jism inside waiting to gush out.