Tony flushed and shot a swift glance at his swollen crotch. Angela coolly continued to stroke his hair, as if there was nothing unusual in pointing out the size of her son's cock.

"Jesus, Mom!"

"What a horny little boy my darling is tonight," she said softly. "My, that thing looks like it must be a foot long. And look at the way you're looking at your mother's body."

Tony blushed even deeper as he tore his gaze from his mother's stacked curves, looking wide-eyed into her face. By this time, his cock was as hard as stone and his prick was obviously very fat and very long and very stiff.

"Tony, we just can't let you walk around being so frustrated. You'll never get to sleep with an enormous boner like that!"

No longer trying to restrain herself, the big titted mother dropped her hand to her son's crotch. Tony gasped as he watched her wrap her fingers around his aching cock, squeezing hard.

"Jesus, Mom!"

"You've got a big, stiff hard-on, darling." Angela made soft cooing sounds as she slid off the couch, kneeling on the floor between her son's legs. "You'll get an awful case of blue balls if Mommy doesn't give you a little relief!"

Her fingers trembling, Angela unzipped her son's slacks. Tony just sat there gaping at her as she tugged his tight pants over his ass cheeks, removing them with his shorts, pulling them down to his ankles.

"Oh, Son! You've got such a huge dick!"

Angela sat back on her ankles, ogling the length of her boy's cock. His prick was huge, even bigger than she'd dared to hope. The long, meaty trunk stood out of his big balls and prick fur like a billy club, with a shaft as thick as her wrist.

"Oh God, darling! What a whopper my little boy has!"

Angela wrapped both hands around his huge cock, feeling the tube of flesh beat and pulse on her palms. A good seven inches of prick protruded from the grip of her fists. The knob of his cock was even thicker than the trunk, a bulbous crown that was now uncontrollably seeping jism onto her fingers.