John was getting close, the growing sensitivity on his glans building, heralding the ecstasy.

"Mom, I'm gonna come, Mom," he said, gritting his teeth, willing his climax to delay, just those few seconds longer."

"Hold on - just - a moment - son," Molly gasped in time with his thrusts, "I'm - almost there - too."

"I can't hold on much longer, Mom."

Inspired, Molly slipped her hand between them, her fingers teasing over her clitoris. She was so ready that just that first touch was enough and she screamed tightly in John's ear as she came. It was too much for her son and his hips bucked as he...