"Like twat as in cunt," Sandy giggled.

"Pussy as in twat."

"Cunt as in snatch."

They laughed, using the words they would never have said in front of each other only an hour ago.

"Dick," Sandy said. "That's your name. I think it's very appropriate that you're named Richard. I can call you Dick and no one would ever know what I mean."

"Dick as in cock, Mom?"

"Dick as in cock and prick and prong and… oh, there must be a zillion names for a cock and cunt."

"Like titties and boobs."

"Like ass and buns."

"Like fuck and screw." Richard laughed with his mother.

"Ohhhh, absolutely," she giggled.

Her fist squeezed his cock hard, watching his prick head head with clear fuck juices. Her hand was slippery with the juices from her cunt and his come juice, sliding up and down his hard cock easily.

Richard shoved his hand between his mother's thighs, feeling her hairy cunt. He worked a finger in, causing his mother to sigh happily.

"Would you like another piece?" she asked, her voice going husky.

"Piece of what?" Richard asked.

"Don't you know anything, darling." She smiled at him. "A piece of ass, that's what. For instance, would you like to have another piece of your mother's ass?"

"Why do you call it ass, Mom?" he asked. "It's your cunt that I fucked, not your ass."

"I've often wondered why they say that, too, but they do. Anyway, would you like to fuck me again… right now?"

"I can?"

"Ooooo, sweetheart!" she cooed, grabbing him around his shoulders and pulling him tightly against her naked tits, kissing his cheeks, the tip of her tongue licking lightly at his face. "You can fuck me anytime now! Anytime you want me, my cunt is ready for you!"

"I'm ready!" he said.

"Ooooo, and so am I!" she squealed. "Your cock is hard and my cunt is wet!"