She banged her fist back and forth against the wall, watching the smooth head of his cock disappear into her fist, then bulge out, wet and gleaming, his piss hole flaring. She listened to his grunts and groans, and knew she could make him come easily this way. The satiny feel of her panties on his cock excited her about as much as it did Joey. She again began to fondle her hairy cunt as she jacked on her son's cock, dipping her finger into the juicy heat of her pussy, wiggling it about, then bringing the wet finger up and smearing her cunt juices about the head of his prick.

She adjusted her panties so she could see the head of his cock, and began to pound back and forth faster and faster, gasping with hot excitement. She was going to make him come, she decided. She would jack her son's cock off with her fist, watch him gush that thick jizz out of his young balls.

Faster and faster she jerked, gurgling in a thick sound. Her eyes blazed with ecstasy, her lips parted, her tongue flicking at them. She lifted her free hand, cupping it about the head of his cock when he saw the juices increase.

"Come," she heard herself cry softly. "Come in my hand."

"Just about!" Joey grunted. "Faster! Pump faster, Mom!"

"Yes baby," she replied, speeding up her jerky motions.

A wild cry came from the other side of the wall, and Peggy squealed when she saw the thick him gushing from the head of her son's cock. She caught his come juice in her hand, feeling it so hot as it pooled there. She jacked hard, squeezing tightly. When her son finished coming, her hand was full of the thick creamy liquid. She clutched his cock very hard, drawing her hand toward the cockhead, watching a bead of come juice seep out of his piss hole.

Her tongue flicked up, then – still holding her son's cock – she began to smear his cock cream about her face, moaning as her pussy contracted with orgasm.