"Tony…" Janice said, her voice a plea as she tried to avoid looking, at her son. "Please…"

Her son stood and stared at her, unashamed. Janice pulled her robe about her body, belting it tightly. Her tits still pushed outward, the creamy valley showing, one thigh exposed halfway to her cunt. With a quick flick of her hand, she covered herself.

"Watching that whore over there getting to you, Mom?" Tony asked, a smile on his face.

"Tony… please go away," she whispered, unable to put force into her words. Her cunt was still tingling as if she were about to come again. Her eyes caught sight of his cock once more, and this time lingered there long enough to see it outlined along the left side of his pants. The tip of her tongue moved over her lips. "Why are you home? How long have you been there? Did you see…"

"One question at a time, Mom," Tony said, grinning at her, not at all concerned that his cock was thrusting at his pants. "School was out early. I've been here watching for a while, and yes, I saw that whore doing that to the guy, and I saw what you were doing, too, Mom."

"You didn't," she said softly. "Please, Tony, you didn't see anything."

"Yes, I saw, Mom," her son said, his eyes moving over her body in a way she had not noticed before.

"Go, please!" she begged. She couldn't understand why her cunt was still burning, still throbbing. "I have to take a bath."

But Tony didn't leave. He stood there, looking at her, now and then glancing at the window across the way. The woman and man were embracing, both naked. "I think they're gonna do some more, Mom."

Janice glanced out the window.

When she turned back to her son, Tony had taken his cock out, and she gasped, her eyes wide. It was long, thick, with a big head on it, juices glistening on his piss-hole. He had his fist around it, and was slowly stroking it.