Elizabeth’s hand moved from her son’s shorts to his cock, and she certainly wasn’t complaining about the change. She took a moment to fondle his balls, squeezing them lightly, before moving her hand to his shaft, jerking him off quickly.<br/><br/>His hand on her thigh was like a bolt of electricity, causing her to straighten slightly. If he touched her any more than that, she wouldn’t be able to mask her reactions, she knew that. So her other hand moved to his, stopping him before he did anything that would draw her husband’s attention to what they were doing.