"Hold it, baby," she murmured. "Hold it tight."

As her son's fingers dug into her firm tit, she stroked his cock a little faster. She arched her hips, and ran the swollen head through the soft hair of her cunt. She dipped her head to see, and moved the head of his cock about her pussy hair, still moving her hand back and forth slowly, but firmly.

"Mom!"

The single word exploded from his mouth as his cock exploded against the hair of her cunt.

The hot gush of her son's come-juice spurted through the blonde hair of her cunt, and Wendy mewled softly. She pumped at her son's cock faster as he came, turning the head about, smearing the juices into the hair of her cunt. Her lips were parted and she gasped with pleasure. As he came, Tony clung to his mother's naked tit almost in desperation.

"I didn't mean to do that, Mom," Tony gasped as he pulled from her.

Wendy kept her fingers about his cock, looking into his face now, she said softly. "God, I needed you, Tony, how I've needed this! Please, darling, don't be angry with me."

"I'm not mad, Mom," he said, looking up and down her body. "Surprised but not mad. I don't understand this, but if you want to jack me off, I'm willing."

Wendy let out a nervous giggle.

"Are you? Really?"

He nodded, trying to grin, but still unsure of her actions.

She stepped into the tub with him, pulling the doer closed. She turned on the shower again, and used his soap, although it was harsh on her delicate skin. She scrubbed at her cunt until the blonde hair was clean of his come-juice. Then she pushed him under the spray and washed him. Tony stood still for a short time, but when she faced him, his arms went around her waist and pulled her close. Wendy looked into his glowing face, and wrapped her arms about him, puckering her lips.