"You aren't the kind of woman who would climb into bed with just any man who happened to have a hard-on, and neither am I, Susan," Karen told her. "But on the other hand we're a couple of hot-assed women who want fucking on a regular basis."

"I won't!" Susan said loudly. "I won't do it, Karen."

"Then don't do it," Karen said in exasperation. "Be stubborn about it. Go through the rest of your life playing with yourself. But that isn't what I'm going to do. You just saw what I plan on doing. Now that I know without a doubt that my son is eager to fuck me, that's what I'm going to keep right on doing – fucking him."

Susan leaned over, her face in her hands.

"And something else, Susan," Karen said, putting her arm around Susan's shoulders. "I'm taking a good look at Robert."

Susan sat upright. She turned and stared at Karen. "Robert oh, no!"

"I have a strong hunch that boy is just as eager to get a little pussy as my son was," Karen said. "I've seen him look at you, and me too, for that matter. I believe Tom and Robert are thinking the same things. I know they do a lot of talking about girls, about fucking. I've listened in on some of the things they talk about, and let me tell you, your own son is just as horny as mine."

"Karen, you won't!" Susan gasped, her eyes wide. "Robert isn't old enough for that."

"He's old enough, Susan," Karen went on, pulling Susan against her. "Listen, doll I've broken the ice for us. I can have all the cock I want now with my son. You can fuck him, too, and I'd love that. But you've got to go along with it or it won't be any good."

"But they're so young," Susan protested.

"Youth has nothing to do with it." Karen argued. "Besides, they'll be good for us. Where else could a couple of hot-assed girls like us get all the fucking we want with a couple of horny teenagers?"