Janice knew the truth of that, but couldn't bring herself to admit it to her son. His balls felt so good in her hand, so hot and full. She manipulated them inside his pants, moaning softly while he pressed harder at her cunt, his fingers moving slightly, brushing and rubbing.

"So warm, Mom," he said in a low voice. "You feel so warm here."

"Tony… darling…" Janice held his balls tight, her eyes slitted and burning with desire. She spread her knees apart, pushing her ass forward on the couch, eagerly giving him access to her cunt. She looked into his eyes and saw his need. "Tony… baby. Oh, God!"

Her hand moved off his balls, her palm running along the throbbing hardness of his cock. She tried to close her fingers around it, but his pants were too tight. She pressed on his prick, bringing a delighted moan from her son.

Her cunt pulsated wetly, soaking into the crotch of her tight panties, smearing his palm. She gasped when his fingers slid along the slit of her pussy, touching the knot of her clit. Her ass bunched as she returned the pressure by shoving against his hand.

Tony, now rubbing his fingers along the wet crotch of her panties, brought the other hand to her tit. Janice licked her lips, finding them dry. She began to tremble as one of his fingers slipped into the band of her panties. She pressed hard on his cock as she felt her son move his fingers against her vibrating clit, then gasped again as the tip of his finger penetrated her cunt.

"Let's do it, Mom," he urged, drawing his hand out of her panties, standing up and working at his pants. "Let's do it."

Janice remained sitting on the very edge of the couch, her knees wide apart, panties exposed, feeling like some mindless wanton. She found herself anticipating his cock coming into view. She placed her hands on her knees, back straight, tits pushing outward as she watched him.

Tony gazed down at his mother's cunt mound and he opened his belt, pulled at the zipper, and pushed his pants downward, stopping just at his knees. His cock stood straight outward, the head swollen smooth, juices beading the small opening of his piss-hole. His balls, young and fiery, hung low. The hair at the base of his cock was wiry, not yet as thick as a man's.