Towel clad mom

Claire was still standing there in only her towel.

"Hey mom," said Luke playing dumb as his young teenage mind was working out how to get as much as possible out of this deal. "What's up?"

"Don't play dumb with me, young man," said Claire as she stormed inside the room. "Where's the phone?"

"Oh that...," said Luke trailing off and walking to the other side of his parents bed.

"No, Luke. We're not playing games here," Claire said sternly as she walked towards her son. The bed was still between them though.

"Well, the way I see it. I have something you want and I want something out of it," replied Luke.

"Oh Jesus, really?" Asked Claire sitting on the bed. Her towel opened slightly revealing her silky white legs. Luke started to stare hoping to catch a glimpse of his mother's pussy again. "What do you want?"

"So many things," said Luke barely remembering what he even decided he wanted. Claire noticed where his eyes were drawn and began to think like a teenage boy full of hormones and semen. Claire's first thought was that Luke was going to **** her on show the picture to other boys like Manny, but now she realized he just wanted to jerk off to it.

Claire knew it was wrong, but she was very horny, especially after having just been caught masterbating by Haley who just happened to the person she was thinking of while masterbating.

And she was curious how big her son's dick was, but she had to be careful. If she ripped off her towel right now and said "fuck me, Luke" he would probably explode in his pants.

"So Luke," said Claire softly as she slid her left hand up her left leg until she got to her hip revealing her thigh to her son. When she stopped she heard Luke whimper. Yes he was hers. She could do anything right now. "What did you plan on doing with that picture?"