"You… you could at least pull up your pants when your own mother is talking to you. This is very embarrassing."

"Well, you're the one who wanted to talk, Mom. I don't want to stop jacking off now. I've had a big load in my nuts all day. I need to cum bad!"

And then the hung son shocked his mother again, sliding his hand down to again tightly grip his giant prick. The astonished mother couldn't help staring at his tremendous cock as he started beating his meat again, slowly and very hard, groaning as he moved his fist up and down the oversized length of his cock.

"Walter! Walter, for God's sake!" Patty gasped at him, overwhelmed with both anger and an irresistable, incestuous lust. "How… how dare you do that in front of your mother! You take your hand off your prick this instant!"

"I don't want to, Mom. It feels good."

And then Walter stared openly at her tits, sighing as he watched the huge, spongy tits swaying slightly under her shirt.

"Man, you sure have a pair of big ones, Mom. Sometimes I like to think about sucking them when I jerk off. It's even better looking at them at the same time."

"Walter!"

Patty was so shocked that she knew she had to make her boy stop beating his cock that instant. She dropped her hand, intending to pull his finger off of his prick. But Walter withdrew his hand at the same time. The next thing Patty knew, her hand was filled with the hot stiffness of Walter's prick.

"Ummm, that feels good, Mom! Why don't you rub it for me?"

"You little bastard!"

And then Patty started doing it. She didn't know what had come over her, what had prompted her to begin the worst possible sin with her son. Her pussy was very wet, throbbing so hornily in her panties that she could hardly think straight. She felt overwhelmed by anger, frustration and a wanton, uncontrollable lust.