"Really? And just how long have you imagined your mother naked?"
She pushed the waistband down.
"Since I knew how to masturbate," I lied, sure I heard another giggle from the peep-hole. I was incredibly turned-on. Not just by my mother, but more-so that my sister was watching. I discovered I liked being watched.
"Really? But what about your sister? You recorded her masturbating."
Mom had the waistband under my butt now, but the front still covered my rigid c**k.
"Like I told you, mom. You're both hot."
Mom's fingers slid along, inside the waistband, until they were in front. She pulled the waistband out, peeked inside, smiled and gently pulled my silk boxers over my erection and let them sluice down my legs. I stepped out. Mom stepped back.
"Ah, now we're even. It's nice to see you
