“Can I see your cock?” she asked softly, her eyes eager and shining with anticipation. “What?” Sean asked, surprised and excited at the same t...me. His cock had been semi-hard this whole time, and now he felt it grow another inch immediately at her question. “Can I see your cock?” she repeated, leaning forward more. “Please, Sean? It‘s been a while since I‘ve seen one!” Her question took him completely by surprise, and he was momentarily caught between two very strong and very conflicting. I stood on my tip toes and ran my tongue in his mouth. I felt his hands hold me close and then move down to my ass and pull me into his hard cock which rubbed against my pubic mound. My hands ran though his hair. When it ended, we were both gasping for air. Matt had a magnificent body. Of course I had seen him in his boxers of swim trunks hundreds of times, but there was no comparison to seeing my son in all his glory with his beautiful cock sticking straight out. He naturally has little hair. She pulled her hand away, laughing. I lifted my hand to her face, stroking it gently. “That felt so good.”She nodded, “I’m not being fair though.” And with that she lifted her hand and pulled at the towel, letting it fall away, revealing her smooth sexy body. I let my hand fall from her face to her breast, caressing her hardened nipple,“Like I said, gorgeous.”Her hand went back to my cock, tighter, surer with her grip this time. “Looks good enough to eat,” she said, elaborately licking her. I picked up the cloth and soap and began to wash her back. She sighed and sipped the icy drink. We talked about her day and I toyed with her body as I washed. I slipped the soapy cloth down under the water to her crotch. The texture of the terrycloth was a mild stimulation for her tender flesh. We kissed. I loosed the cloth and used my hand to stroke and pinch gently at her folds. Just that morning on the couch I had used the same hand to bring her to orgasm. But I had other ideas in mind now..