And then there was her friend Betty. Nancy wasn't a lesbian, but her pussy still creamed even more heavily around Ricky's cock as she thought of Betty. Tall, long-legged and slender. Betty had once been one of the most in demand figure models in the country. Betty was forever having to put up with men whistling at her and making passes. And Nancy knew that Betty's son. Johnny, was a tall, handsome, muscular stud for his age, who had undoubtedly noticed the incredible endowment of his mother's body.
CHAPTER TWO
"Johnny, please!" Red-faced and embarrassed, her stacked, naked body still dripping water from the shower, Betty stood by her bed and held the towel defensively over her enormous tits, trying to conceal her body from her son.
"Take the towel away, Mom!" Johnny said, grinning. "Come on, why'd you think I busted in on you, anyhow? I want to look at your body!"
"Johnny, this is disgusting!" Betty sputtered. "This is the third time this week you've deliberately walked into my bedroom right after I've showered. How… how dare you want to ogle your own mother, when I'm not wearing clothes! How dare you!"
Johnny just grinned and leaned against the wall, staring at her. He was a tall, lean, muscular youth, and there was no mistaking the incredible size of the hard-on bulging through his pants. Betty look at him indignantly and wondered what she could do. Johnny would leave if she pushed him out of her bedroom, but if she did that, he would see even more of her body. She would have to take the towel away from her tits, if she wanted him to move.
Now it had gotten to the point at which Johnny brazenly barged into her bedroom to see her naked body. He'd even told her that he thought about her when he beat his cock-meat.
"Johnny I'm asking you nicely," Betty insisted. "I don't want to show your my body, but I do want to take this towel away, and I do want to put on some clothes so I can make dinner. Now, would you please leave, Son? Please?"