. UNHH, UNHH, UNHH, unhh, unhh, uh, uh, uh, oh, Mom, I love you so much. I want to fuck you forever." Oh, yes, Brad, I want your cum in me, honey, oh,... fill me up. I want your cum, baby. Oooh, fuck me, oh, yes, fuck me hard." Oh, I'm still hard, Mom, oh, you make me so hard. My cock loves fucking you."I know it's strange but when Alan and I make love, it's pretty sedate, we don't say much and have rarely used much in the way of earthy talk when we do it. But, fucking my son, well, when he talks. I told her that if she was going to fuck my husband, that’s exactly what she would be getting, a little cock. We both got a good chuckle, and said we would talk again tomorrow. I went home and waited for my husband to come home, and to prepare dinner.When hubby came in, I asked him how his day was, and he just said fine, and yours. I told him I had a nice lunch with my sister, and that I told her that he wanted to fuck her. He responded, and said well I sure hope that you didn’t put it that. I don’t know how long they kept the punishment up, & I had lost count of the amount of strokes I had taken, but I could feel one of them rub some cold balm or oil onto my skin. My mistress then stood in front of me and unzipped part of her catsuit and out came her huge cock; it made me feel ashamed that mine was pathetically small compared to this gorgeous goddess and before I could gaze upon it for too long, she forced it into my mouth past the ring gag. I then discovered that the second. I don't know. Come on." "But why does she have her hand inside her buttons? Why is she rubbing her tummy?" "Shhh. Maybe she has a tummyache." "But, but ... why is she smiling?"-----She looked at the large dog. It held her gaze.She saw the recognition in its liquid brown eyes, felt the stir deep in the pit of her stomach, the looseness, and the sudden presence of moisture.It knew.She knew.-----"Can I call you?", your email says. I think for a few minutes, and then burn my boats. "I'm sorry..