As he jabbed his cock forward, squeezing the tip of it between the crack of her cunt, Gina gave a shrieking moan of pleasure.
"Wait," she panted, pulling back. "Let's do it right."
"Right?" Mike asked. "You mean there's a wrong way to do it?"
They both laughed.
"Let's go to bed," Gina said, stepping out of the shower.
"I don't know if I have time," Mike said, consulting an imaginary wristwatch. "After all, I do have a date with Betty, you know." It was his turn to tease.
"Betty who?" Gina giggled.
Mike lowered his eyes to the area of the peach-colored cunt hairs, the tightly constricted opening.
He licked his lips, felt a surge of warmth hit his loins.
"Like you say, Betty who," he said, scrambling from the tub.
CHAPTER FIVE
Gina lunged onto the bed, then squirmed to her knees. She shot Mike an impish glance over her shoulder as she shook her ass seductively.
"Like it doggy-style?" she asked, her voice husky with anticipation.
"Any fucking way I can get it," her son said, joining her on the bed. He knelt behind her and pulled her legs further apart. When he saw, the delicious-looking crack of her ass, leading to an eyed more delicious-looking patch of red cunt hair, he felt his loins jerk with ecstasy. "Mmmmm, and I can't wait to get this," he whispered, digging his fingers into her brush of silky hair.
Gina reached under her body and cupped his dangling, furry nuts. The swirling masses of cum were already collecting again, causing his balls to buzz like a hive of angry bees. She lifted them and rolled them over the insides of her thighs.
"Hurry," she whispered. "God, I can't wait to have that big cock of yours fucking me."
Mike looked down at his mother's glistening body still wet from the shower and rubbed his left hand up and down her back. Her flesh was as smooth as glass, but yielding and warm. He slipped his fingers to her sides, then under her. As they brushed over her boobs, he felt her flinch.