Billys Hot Mom
Donna waggled her ass, moving her hands up and down her body.
Billy sat watching, his cock throbbing inside his pants, his eyes big and round, glittering with excitement. The very long, very slender legs of his mother moved snake-like as she turned and danced slowly. Her ass bunched and relaxed.
Donna wasn't really a dancer, but she loved to dance this way at home, privately, with only her son watching. She had a natural sense of rhythm that was sensuous and arousing, her movements more like fucking rather than dancing. The sway of her hips, the twist of her shoulders, the way she thrust her firm, shapely tits, invited the eye and, perhaps, a hand.
As she moved about the floor, she watched her son. Her eyes, too, were glittering, hot with excitement. Her tits looked ready to pop from her blouse, the creamy valley between showing. A light shrug, and a nipple just might escape, which was what Billy hoped for.
Donna's blouse was open almost to her waist, and it was obvious she was naked under it. Her tits, though firm and tight-looking, jiggled slightly in movement. Her hips, encased in a pair of white, very tight shorts, writhed and made grinding motions. The crotch was very tight, pulled into the slit of her cunt, molding the pussy lips, bulging slightly. When she twirled her ass in his direction, Billy watched those compact asscheeks, seeing the lower half, the white flesh contrasting deliciously with the tan of her thighs. Donna's ass was quite shapely, too, with the asscheeks swelling in mouth-watering sweetness.
This wasn't the first time she had danced before her son with such erotic, teasing movements. She had danced for him many, many times. She loved watching his cock become hard inside his pants, knowing he wanted to stick it to her, to fuck her. Turning her young son on, knowing he was ready to shove his hard cock up her cunt, excited Donna tremendously. She loved to turn people on with her body, yet she was by no means a prick-teaser.
With eyes gazing steadily and significantly upon her son's bulging cock, Donna faced Billy, her hips revolving slowly. She licked at her full lips, running her hands up and down her hips. Her nipples stood out with rubbery hardness, pointing against the thin blouse. She curled her fingers around her tits for a moment. A slight squeeze of her fingers made her nipples become more pronounced. Billy gasped softly as he stared at them. He sat on the couch making no effort to conceal his obvious hard-on. He was slumped forward slightly, his knees open, hands resting on the cushions at his hips.
Squeezing her tits was something else Donna had done before with her son watching. What she did next, however, was different. With her eyes glowing, lips parted as she panted softly, Donna for the first time caressed her hands down along her lower stomach. She slowly moved her fingers about the bulge of her cunt, her hips revolving in slow motion.