Growing boy- 2

Eric jerked his cock with a lazy stroke. His mom had disappeared into her room for a few minutes, but now he could see her bare foot out of the corner of his eye. She was watching him. She wasn’t screaming for him to stop or threatening some dire punishment either. She was watching his hand move up and down his massive meat. He saw her foot shift and her toes curl. Was she angry, or appalled, or was she turned on? Eric began to beat his meat faster. She was watching and he imagined her getting hotter and hotter, and he was going to give her a show. He was going to let her know just what he could do.

Rachel could see that her son was about to cum. His hips were rocking from side to side and he was taking short gulps of air. Unconsciously, she applied more pressure to her clit and moved her hand faster and faster. She was desperate to finish with her son. She heard Eric take a deep breath and hold it. For a second his entire body, except for his frantically stroking hand, was rigid with muscle tension, and then suddenly his hips thrust upwards and his cock-head grew until it looked as if it might explode. A column of spunk shot from the tip of Eric’s dick. It surged into the air so far Rachel had to look up in order to see the milky white jet break into fat globs of cum that fells with a series of splats onto his groin. To her amazement, it happened all over again and then it seemed like the stream of cum shots would never end.