Glancing at the doorway, Abby saw Shawn peering in around the frame. She felt a thrill rush through her as she looked back down at Wes’ cock between her breasts, trying not to let on that she spotted him. She watched the doorway out of the corner of her eye, noticing again her son’s arm moving frantically, leaving no doubt he was masturbating while watching them. In spite of herself, Abby’s pussy started to spasm in orgasm, her nipples hardening underneath her hands. She started bouncing her slick breasts faster over Wes’ cock, feeling it start to twitch and throb against her chest.
“Ohh, yeah, cum on my tits, baby!” Abby commanded her husband, her voice oozing with desire. “Ohh, yes, cover my tits with your cum!”
Wes let out a clenched moan as his cock spurted cum on her chest and neck, running down her boobs and cleavage as Abby continued to bounce her breasts up and down his pulsating shaft. She let out whispering gasps herself as an orgasm flowed through her body, clandestinely glancing at the doorway to see her son still stroking himself. She wondered if he was cumming also, that thought intensifying her own spasms.
Abby pulled away, looking up at her husband teasingly as she rubbed the mixture of the lube and his cream all over her chest and boobs, the feel of her lubricated hands over her nipples triggering residual waves of orgasm deep in her wet pussy. She again glanced at the doorway, this time seeing no trace of Shawn peeking in.
Well, I guess it’s confirmed now, she thought to herself as she raised up to embrace her husband, laying her head against his chest.
He reached his arms around her back, pulling her close and lovingly kissing the top of her head. Abby listened to the soothing sound of her husband’s heartbeat as she pondered what to do now. Catching her son watching them once she could dismiss. Twice she could not.
Again, many thanks going out to Jo O’Brien at Boruma Publishing for her absolutely invaluable input, and for help in designing the cover.