"I think you're really enjoying that book, sweetheart," she said in a playful tone.
Quinn looked up suddenly and blushed, as if he'd forgotten he wasn't alone. But he grinned. His mother could clearly see he was blushing from being so engrossed in the book and not from the very obvious sign of the erection in his shorts. Holly stood up and squared back her shoulders, pushing her stiff-nippled melons obscenely forward. Her son's eyes widened at the sight of those luscious jugs nearly bursting out the top of her sports bra.
"Pretty interesting story," he replied, trying to sound casual. "Kinda even reminds me of some people I know."
Holly smiled slyly, happily noticing her son's gaze hovering steadily on her protruding jugs. "Hmm, I wonder who. And baby, it looks like your, um, stiffness
