Joey sent a final spurt of cock cream into his mother's cunt just as she slumped down. On her hands and knees, Peggy crawled to the far side of the bathroom, where she leaned against the wall, panting heavily. She slumped against the wall, her tits rising and falling, and spread her lips very wide, knees slightly bent.

She focused her fuzzy vision on the peep hole, and saw her son's eye peering through at her. Deliberately, still weak, she ran a hand through the hair of her pussy, then pulled the cunt lips very wide. Joey saw his creamy jism seeping out of his mother's cunt. Peggy stared at his eye, and slowly stuck her tongue out, wiggling it at him, grinning.

Joey drew away, wondering what had made his mother do this. Wondering, but very pleased she had.

Peggy rated for a moment or so longer, then struggled to her feet. She picked up her robe and pulled it on, belting it. She felt the insides of her thighs slippery with the dripping come juice. She entered her room and looked into the mirror above her dresser. Her eyes sparkled, and her face glowed, she saw.

Surprisingly, she didn't feel ashamed of herself.

She didn't even feel embarrassed.

She removed her robe, and went back into the bathroom. She peeked through the hole, but her son's bathroom was empty. Disappointed, she showered and soaped her slender body with scented soap. She began to hum and sing softly, feeling so good she couldn't believe it.

All these years, all these miserable years of not coming, and now.

After toweling herself, she slipped into a pair of fresh panties, puffing on an attractive housedress. She smoothed it aver her body, and then realized she had forgotten to put a bra on. She grinned at herself in the mirror, seeing her nipples press at the thin material.