Brody practically grew up in the same household as Tim's children. Brody learned to walk before Katie and often held her hand, helping her learn to wa...k. Everyone thought it was cute how Brody and Katie held each other's hand as they walked about the house. They bonded early and became best friends. They would both get apprehensive when separated.Katie and Brody attended the same Catholic Elementary Schools. After seeing each other at school every day, on the weekends' Brody would either walk. Her ass had widened to matronly proportions and then some more. When she walked, the ripples started on her fleshy hips and ended with a tit shake.All of this never failed to get her Son"s cock rock hard. She took her k**'s erection as a compliment, and now felt a mother's obligation to bring relief to his balls.It was a task she attended to several times a day. "Ummm! Okay, Kevin," the aging mother on hands and knees groaned,bracing her mature body for a delicious assault. "Go ahead, Son. . I ask again if she would take on both of them. "Would you let both of them fuck your cunt. Your juicy soaking wet cunt RIGHT NOW. I bet his cock is so big. Look at him." She looked back again and I was lunging making sure she was being pushed up and down on that car hood. That someone could tell she was getting cock. I told her "They can see you moving up and down on the hood. They know your getting fucked. They know your watching them too." SHE LOST IT. She was arching and pushing and. She let her hand drift down to her own crotch and she rubbed herself through her panties. She felt her breasts against the silky material of her nightshirt, her nipples were hard and sensitive. She took her other hand and squeezed her breast, running her fingertip over her hard nipple.Megan pushed Jack's hips up until his cock was free of her mouth. She licked the length of his shaft, stopping at his dangling balls. She opened her mouth and sucked one and then the other. Jack had stiffened his.