As for Jeff, he'd admitted he wasn't a virgin. She was happy he confided in her, but a little jealous that she was no longer the most important female in his life.

More and more, she found herself staring at his crotch lately. He reminded her of Jack at the same age. Studhammer, they called Jack in high school. Teenage boys were always horny and eager to lick a pussy. Too bad Jack lost his enthusiasm far cunt. When he was Jeff's age he had been a champion cunt lapper.

Sometimes she felt guilty when she wondered what was inside her son's jeans. Mothers weren't supposed to think about their sons that way.

Fuck that, she thought. I'm human too. I was human before I was a mother.

She knew damn well that Jack had other women. He didn't even try to bide it. She didn't cheat, but her faithfulness was more a result of laziness. She was beginning to think about it more and more. Why the hell not? She wasn't getting much satisfaction from Jack.

She remembered what a good lover Jack had been in the old days. When they were newlyweds he had fucked her constantly. He walked around with a hard-on and an unlimited supply of jizz. He stuck it into all her holes and she couldn't get enough of it.

Now, as they sat in bed, he brought his cock out of his pajamas and waited for her to blow him. Even though she was angry at him, her pussy responded when she touched him. She fluttered her fingers over his limp cock shaft and squeezed. He had a big cockhead, and his – thank God – cock was thick. She never cared much about the length of a prick. She liked them thick.

She knew he was becoming impatient when he took hold of her neck and shoved her head down. "Suck it!" he snarled.

She had no choice but to take his cockhead into her mouth and suck.