"Jeez," Danny breathed as his mother's fingers busied themselves in her cunt. Even with all her brown curls, and the white suds, he could see flashes of pink, and those glimpses were blowing his mind.

Then Jane reversed her legs and washed the other. Again, she soaped her lathered beaver, and again Danny watched as her fingers scrubbed and delved. It seemed to him that she was washing her pussy oftener and longer than any other part of her body. But he couldn't blame her. If it was his to wash, he'd take all day doing it!

After a while, Danny noticed that his mother was spreading her legs wider as she scrubbed her crotch. And her ass was beginning to move in little circling, hunching movements. And she was squatting just a bit, too! Then he saw two stiff fingers push into the hair and lather. He heard his mother groan, and he knew that her fingers were inside her cunt hole!

The fingers reappeared, then stabbed back in, faster and faster, and Jane's plump buns jiggled. They were milk white, like her tits, but the rest of her body was tanned a dusky brown. The sight reminded Danny of the time he and his Aunt Judy were at the beach. She'd worn a bikini, and her dazzling white tits looked ready to pop from her top. As she walked around and played tag, her tight bottoms pulled up, exposing quite a bit of the lower curves of her beautiful ass. Danny must have jerked off a thousand times dreaming of his aunt's jiggling, oil-coated ass cheeks.

Jane moaned loudly, and he saw her plump buns clench a few times as she kept her fingers inside her cunt. He'd never thought about his own mother having the same kind of urges he had, and it made him look at her in a new light. The sound of her cumming was like nothing he'd ever heard, and it made him grip his cock so hard it hurt. But he didn't want to take the chance of jerking off in the hall. He hadn't brought any tissues, and he knew he wouldn't be able to catch all of his cum in the palm of his hand. There would be just too much. Besides, Mary might catch him.