"She's pretty!" Freddie said in a low voice.

"Beautiful, you mean," Tommy corrected, gripping his cock hard, making the head bulge from his fist.

Susan wanted to scream, to get free. She twisted and turned, not knowing that her movements made her sons even more excited.

Freddie came close, and she felt him running his hand over her tits. She whimpered as he squeezed one, then the other. Tommy had stepped to her side, and she felt his nervous hand moving along her stomach, then it was between her legs, moving back and forth Susan felt her cunt twitch, sucking inward as his palm rubbed the growing wetness.

"Let's get her naked," Freddie said, his voice sounding husky. "Let's take everything off her."

They worked feverishly, their hands shaking, removing their mother's bra and then cutting her panties off.

Susan felt so ashamed as she became naked before their hot eyes. Her tits strained out, nipples hard and arching upwards.

She whimpered when her sons began to feel her tits, massaging them, squeezing the firm flesh. She felt a sharp pain when her nipples were pinched and twisted. She felt wet heat on one nipple, and she turned to look down. Tommy was sucking at her tit, sucking vigorously, his tongue swirling as his lips pulled.

Freddie was watching his brother sucking their mother's tit, and then he, too, began to suck on the other one. Susan felt the hardness of their cocks pressing against her thighs, throbbing and dripping, leaving a wet spot on each thigh near her hip.

"Please, please," she begged. "Don't do this to me! I'm your mother! You can't do this… it's not right!"

She felt hands on her naked ass, hands that stroked and squeezed. They kept sucking at her tits, using their teeth now, biting hard, making Susan cry out in pain. They began to pinch the cheeks of her ass brutally.