Karen flashed a wicked grin at him, puffing her robe open to let him see her tits. "I'd say that would be fine with me," she purred. "Quick, before your sister comes back, suck my tits a little."

Robbie eagerly leaned toward her, swishing his tongue over his mother's stiff nipples. Karen grabbed the back of her son's head and crushed her tit into his mouth, mewling softly, her hand sliding into his lap, feeling his cock inside his pants.

"Ahhh, I want this, darling!"

Robbie lifted his mouth. "What's taking Judy so long to get dressed? If she don't leave soon, I'm going to fuck right on this table, Mom!"

"I'd love it," she gurgled, squeezing his cock inside his pants. "By the way, I saw that gleam in your eye when your sister came in with her gown up. Don't get any ideas about her, baby. I'm all you can handle."

"Don't be too sure, Mom," he grinned.

"I'm not," she said, kissing him quickly as she covered her tits when she heard her daughter's footsteps coming back. "I wouldn't put it past you to try and fuck Judy, especially now."

Judy was dressed in a becoming skirt and blouse, her honey-blonde hair feathered back from her exquisite face. She wore knee socks and sneakers.

"I gotta go, Mommy," she said. "Robbie, aren't you gonna be late?"

"I've got a headache," he said to her.

"Sure you do," Judy pouted. "More like a test."

Judy kissed her mother's cheek, and for some reason, Karen patted her daughter's tight little ass fondly, then gave it a gentle squeeze. Judy looked at her mother, puzzled, but said nothing.

She lifted her hand to wave at her brother, but then flipped her middle finger at him, and laughing happily, ran off to school.

"Did you see what she done?" Karen asked. "Your sister gave you the finger. What has gotten into that girl? She's starting to get out of hand."

"Aw, Judy is just growing up, Mom."