When she had been his age, she, too, had played a great deal with her cunt, finger-fucking and dreaming of boys and men. At a very early age, she had fucked every boy that showed an interest in her. She became aggressive towards those who were too shy to make a pass. Then, as she grew into her late teens and became more beautiful than ever, she found men. They were a delight to her, and when she married her husband, he had been awed and amazed at her intense sexual interest. But he had become jealous and possessive, and that had eventually brought about the divorce. Susan had not been unfaithful to him, but he wouldn't believe it.

Since the divorce, Susan had found many partners to fuck with, yet there always seemed to be something lacking in each. It was only within the past year that she had begun to understand why. She had not been interested in relationships with men – only with their cocks. She found that without love for the men, her sex was not as pleasurable. She enjoyed fucking, of course, but without the element of love, the fucking was no good.

Although she had not been startled to discover that Stevie was jacking off, she had been shocked to find her love for him a bit more than motherly. She had begun to daydream of Stevie fucking some young, pretty girl as she finger-fucked herself. She never dreamed of him fucking her – only that she was nearby, watching him thrust his cock in and out of some tight young cunt. With such an image in her mind, she would experience explosive orgasms that almost doubled her up when she came. She began to see him, in her mind, jacking off furiously, his jism spurting powerfully from his piss hole. A few times, she even attempted to peek at him, but so far had been unsuccessful.

Now, driving home with this sweet little girl pressed against her, she wasn't sure what she had in mind, except that she wanted to see them fuck. How that would come about, she had no idea, yet she felt it would happen. At least they would fuck, she was sure. Whether she would be able to watch them fucking was something else. She knew Janice would not mind, but how Stevie would react was something else.