She lowered her hands, gliding her palms down to her flat stomach. She ran her fingers through the soft mat of her pussy hair. She stroked her hips, and caressed her thighs, bringing her fingers to her cunt again. Spreading her feet on the floor, she parted the thick hair of her cunt, letting the pink lips of her pussy show.

Bob piped with excitement, seeing his mother's cunt again. His cock was throbbing inside his shorts.

"Do you like Mother's cunt, too?" Marla asked, her voice thick.

"Oh, yes, Mom!" Bob groaned.

"It's lovely, Mother," Sally said in a soft voice, her eyes sparkling. "You have so much hair on it. I hope my cunt wilt be that hairy."

Marla shrugged her shoulders, and the robe fell from her, pooling at her feet. She stood naked before her son and daughter, her shoulders back to make her firm tits swell outward. She moved toward her son, and Bob watched breathlessly, his eyes darting to her tits, then down to her mass of soft pussy-hair.

Marla placed her hands at the back of her son's head, and slowly pulled his face to her tits. She pressed her tits about her son's face, twisting from side to side, rubbing them at his cheeks. She cupped one tit, causing her nipple to thrust outward.

"Kiss it, Bob," she mewled. "Suck it for me."

Sally was watching with huge, glassy eyes, her lips parted as she breathed hotly.

Pushing her nipple into her son's mouth, she pulled his face tight. She cooed softly as she felt the wet heat of her son's mouth on her tit, and gasped in pleasure when he began to suck. She twisted her ass, her asscheeks clenching.

"Mmmmmm, nice, baby! Suck Mother's titty! That's very good! Suck it hard, honey!"

She held her son's face to her tit for some time, then gently pulled back. She looked down at his excited face.

"New, feel me," she hissed softly, pushing her hips forward. "It's okay, Bob. You can feel me up! Come on, don't be shy… feel Mother's cunt."