She had a curiously furtive look, and she was walking very stealthily. Jimmy hurried down to the foot of the stairs to sneak a quick look up under her nightie. When she reached the top of the stairs and started down the hall, Jimmy tiptoed up behind her.

He was just in time to see her go into his room.

Christ! Had he left any cum stains around? He moved down the hall, but when he came to his bedroom door his mother was nowhere to be seen.

This was all most peculiar.

She must have gone into his closet, but why? Puzzled, and with his balls already beginning to fill up with another hot cum-load, he crossed the room and looked through the partially open closet door – and almost cried out aloud in his amazement.

His mom was kneeling by the other door, looking into Ginny's room. She had her nightie pulled up over her hips, revealing her spectacular ass. She was feeling her tits with one hand and rubbing her cunt with the other. Pussy juice was running down her thighs, and Jimmy could hear her panting and moaning softly.

Jimmy's prick turned to steel and his balls swelled up as if they had been inflated.

What the fuck was his mom watching?

The young man couldn't imagine. But one thing was an absolute certainty – whatever she was watching, her son was going to watch her watching…

Meanwhile, belly down on the bed, still nuzzling his daughters well-creamed cunt, Mike felt his prick throb violently. It levered down into the mattress, heaving his an up like a boulder pried from the earth.

He wondered if Ginny might have changed her mind about sucking his cock, now that she had cum.

He raised his head, jaw dripping, and gave the girl a questioning look.

Ginny grinned – and ran her tongue suggestively across her lips.

"Want some head now, Daddy?" she whispered.

His lips moved but no sound came out. His vocal cords seemed as stiff as his prick.