Puffing one of his mother's nipples deep into his mouth, Tony began fumbling with the zipper of her shorts. Jackie gave a soft cry when she felt the zipper being pulled down.

Her shorts were tight, and when her son tried to push them down, he had trouble. Jackie released his cock and put her hands back on his shoulders, her lips smashing against his. She wiggled her ass to help her son slide her shorts down, and they slithered to her fret. She moaned into his mouth when he pushed his hands into her panties, cupping her naked ass and puffing her crotch against his throbbing hard-on.

"Ohhh, Tony!" Jackie sobbed, lowering her hands feverishly to his shorts. She pushed at them, and his cock jerked free. She grasped it tightly pumping her fist up and down.

"I want – Tony, we've got to – it isn't right but I want it so much!"

Tony pulled his hands from her panties, turning and moving her. Jackie kept her grip on his cock as she felt her ass touch the small kitchen table. When her son pushed her back onto it, she didn't resist. She lay back her ass and legs hanging over the edge.

Tony spread his mother's legs wide, his eyes burning at her crotch. The bikini panties concealed very little. He saw the thick triangle of her pussy-hair through the lacy panties and saw the wetness in the crotch. His cock strained out, jerking up and down, pre-cum dripping from his piss-hole.

Jackie lay back on the table, feeling wanton, very wanton. Her eyes blazed up at Tony, her legs parted very wide. She gripped the edge of the table with her fingers, waiting anxiously for him to plunge his cock into her cunt.

She wanted to scream at her son, to scream loudly and lewdly for him to fuck her now, to ram his cock into her cunt and fuck her hard and deep. But she said none of that. She lay there and gripped the edge of the table, her hips moving in a suggestive manner, twisting from side to side.