She became aware that they were trying to control the noise they made, and that seemed foolish to her. If she was going to fuck them both, then Hank should know right now that she was fucking her son. Yet, they continued
trying to be quiet. The door was wide open, and sounds carried in this house. She felt Hank would come in search of Dan, see them fucking in a frenzy there.
With a grunt, she felt her son fucking hard and deep into her spasming cunt, then he was coming. The come juice boiled hotly into her pussy, causing her to shake with a final orgasm.
She felt her son pull his prick free, and, on weak legs, she stood up and faced him. She leaned down and kissed him on his mouth, quickly. "I'm going to get in the tub, darling," she whispered. "If you don't mind, and you mean what you said, I want you and Hank to come in and wash my back, okay?"
Dan's eyes lit up and he grinned happily. "I mean it, Mother. Hank is gonna love fucking you. He thinks you're the prettiest woman on this block."
She laughed with delight, "Don't you two come in here until I call, you hear me?"
As her son left, she turned the faucets and ran the tub full of water. She tossed in bubble soap, and, watching the bubbles form, shivering with anticipation. Removing her robe, she stepped into the tub and sank down. The water and the bubbles came to her nipples, and she leaned back, making her nipples go under the water. She lay there for a while, feeling the
warm water and silky bubbles against her flesh. She rested her head at the end of the tub, lifting a long leg and gazing at it.
Hank had not said anything to Dan about fucking her, if what Dan had said meant anything. Hank was more aggressive than her son, and she hoped Dan would not be too shy with him there.
Lowering her thigh, her whole body concealed in the soapy water, she called out softly, but loud enough so the guys could hear.
CHAPTER NINE
"Dan, come wash my back, please."
She waited, her cunt throbbing with expectancy. She wondered how to do this, wondered if she should suck on those sweet cocks. She knew the answers to those questions, but it was thrilling to consider them over and over as she waited.
But no one showed up at the bathroom door.
Puzzled, she called again. "Dan!"
Still there was.no answer.
She hoped they had not left the house. After all, Dan had seemed quite eager for this. She listened, but couldn't hear anything. If they had been talking, even low, she should have been able to hear something, she thought. She was almost irritated with her son and was about to climb out of the tub and go in search of him. But she remained there, thinking of going nakedly and soapily through the house until she found them. She would tell both guys in blunt terms what she wanted of them, and if they wouldn't fuck her… well, Linda didn't know what she would do.
Then she sensed their presence.
Looking up, her eyes went wide.
Both Dan and flank stood in the door of
the bathroom, and they had removed their jogging shorts. Both had very hard cocks, pointing toward her. Dan was grinning with excitement and Hank had a smile plastered al over his face.
"Surprise, Mother!" Dan laughed, arching his cock out proudly.
"I guess it is a surprise," Linda murmured in a throaty voice. "I called, no answer."
"We talked it over," Dan said. "This is what we thought we'd do."
"Mmmm," Linda murmured as her gaze moved from cock to cock. "I think I see a couple of beautiful hard-ons."
"You still want us to wash your back?" Dan asked.
"Among other things," she said.
The guys came to the tub, both dropping to their knees. Dan took the sponge and Hank held a wash cloth. But it was not her back they washed. Linda lifted a creamy thigh from the water, shoving it into the air. She gurgled as she watched their hands moving about her slippery leg. The guys' eyes glowed with hot desire as they did more feeling than washing.
She watched and felt their hands move about her flesh. Linda's cunt began to bubble with steamy heat. She murmured softly when Hank's hands came to her tits. She slid up in the tub, her tits coming out of the bubbles.
Her nipples were hard and tingling as Hank began to pinch and twist at them. Her son, watching what Hank did with her nipples, shoved his hand along her inner thigh and caressed her hairy cunt underneath the water.
"This isn't going to last long," she whimpered as desire flared within her. "I can't take much more of those hands on me."
The guys pulled away, and Linda stood up in the tub. Bubbles clung to her, and she stepped from the water. "You can both dry me," she murmured, her voice sounding sultry.
She wiggled about as they each used a huge towel on her. They spent more time drying her tits and ass and between her thighs than anyplace else. In fact, when they finished, her back was still wet.