"Damn, damn, damn!" she whispered, and realized she was no longer hugging herself, but was cupping her tits. As if her hands had been burned, she jerked them away.

When she stood, her legs felt rubbery. The crotch of her panties felt uncomfortable. She took a step toward the hallway, then stopped, trembling. Her cunt had clenched inward, and her clit pushed at the soft nylon of her panties. Debra gasped softly, then held her breath.

That had never happened before.

Debra almost had an orgasm.

She clenched her fists, pulled in a deep breath, and walked determinedly toward the hall bathroom. Fighting against her rising desire, she entered the bathroom and walked to the shower doors.

"Okay," she said, trying to keep the strain out of her voice, opening the shower doors.

She came face to face with her son's cock. Jerry was facing her, and his cock swelled out in hardness, angled at an upward tilt. Debra's eyes immediately became glassy as she stared down at his prick. Her legs shook, her cunt tightened. It seemed to her that Jerry took a very long time before he turned his back to her.

With a shaking hand, she took the bar of soap and began lathering his shoulders. But her eyes didn't follow her hands. Her burning eyes were looking at his young ass. She stared at his tight ass-cheeks, the crack between them, her hands working the lather about his shoulder blades. She saw her son clench his ass, then loosen his ass-cheeks. She swallowed a soft moan. Her knees were getting weak.

Working her hands down his back, she carefully kept them above his waist, but her gaze devoured his ass. Jerry had the most beautiful ass she had ever seen on a boy, or man. Seeing his ass like that naked, his ass-cheeks clenching almost overcame her struggling fight against desire. Her hands trembled as she washed his back, and she couldn't stop staring at his ass.