The increasingly horny mother was disappointed at first to feel her son's hands relinquish their hold on her tits, but then they were at the bottom of her shirt, lifting up on the hem.

"I want you naked, Mom," he said through his straining breath.

Monica pulled her hands out of his briefs and raised her arms, letting him pull her only garment up and off her body. She needed to be naked with him, for him. She needed his need for her and she moaned low and deep in her throat when he clutched her free-swinging tits and began lapping and sucking at one nipple at a time, but...