"Brad, what do you think is going on?"

The boy doesn't hear. The close proxmity of her naked body and the sight of her jutting breasts as they push against the restraint of her arms causes his mind to cloud over again with the drug-induced lust.

"Brad? Are you listening to..." But his mother just stops and stares at him as he move his body near to hers. His ripe thick erection only inches away from touching her own flesh.

"Brad?" She says again and then his arm is round her, pulling her to him...