Jack off for me? Pretty please. That is what I often say to my sons when I am in the shower. They are incorrigible, even the older teen boys who know better. Did you ever spy on your mommy while she took a shower or bath? Let me let you in on a little secret. Mommies know when their boys are spying on them. It is like a sixth sense. We don’t say anything because we like being watched. Last night, my youngest boy and a couple of his little friends thought they were sly. They didn’t think I could hear their giggles. Horny boys are never as quiet as they think they are being. I let them watch as I ran my hands all over my voluptuous body. I never said a thing as I let the shower massage bring me to a few orgasms as they watched in what they thought was secret. When I turned the water off, I said, “Come on out boys. I know you are there.” They paused a bit, then sheepishly crawled out of the woodwork. They couldn’t help but stare at my big tits. “Show me your dicks boys,” I purred. I added that it was only fair since they were watching me. They whipped their dicks out like guns at the OK Corral. I put my leg up on the edge of the tub so they could see my wet mommy pussy. They stroked as I rubbed. The only difference being that I can last longer when masturbating. Those little hairless guns were shooting off pretty fast. I guess I had teased them for a good bit first. I signaled them closer as they started popping off so their little jet blasts could coat my tits. I told my son’s little pals to think of me as their hot fantasy mom. Perhaps you should do the same?