"Oh god, oh god, I'm cumming," Jen said as her back arched. She clinched her eyes tightly shut as she came, her stockinged toes in her heels curling a...s the orgasm reached its peak.A few moments passed. Then Steve moved to stand against the bedroom wall. Jen got off the bed and knelt on her knees, her dress still bundled around her waist. She unzipped him, and reached into his pants. She took out Steve's penis. "Oh my god," she thought, her eyes growing wide. He was huge! It was nothing like she. ”“I’m at the Dutch Royal on 23rd.”“I can come pick you up and then you just get a taxi back.”“Seriously?”“Hell yeah. What’s ya room number?”“Two twenty-seven.”“I’ll be there thirty minutes after you leave.”Lana arrived at her hotel room and slid out of her black Kasper knee-length, scoop neckline, sleeveless crepe sheath dress. She kicked off her sensible black heels and turned on the sink. Lana removed her underwear. She grabbed one of the fluffy white washcloths and a bar of her Dove soap.. Yeah, I have been screwing my son since last year.After my messy divorce with my husband, I was very lonely and down. My son took care of me and helped me to stand again on my feet and I repaid him by offering him my love and my body. Now we fuck regularly and I enjoy it immensely. And, I don't feel guilty about it. I don't care whether it's incest or a sin or anything else. I only know that I love to feel my son's cock deep inside my pussy. He loves me very much and takes care of me, like a. Which brings me to my experiences and the pain inflicted on the new generation from the previous one, like my own mother's perversions, a realization her daughter is attracting more attention, and she is a fading beauty, racked with jealousy.I had been involved in drinking alcohol at school, I was thirteen and at that awkward age, a girl without a father figure, wild and undisciplined, to such an extent, when my mother found out, she exploded.A sense of powerlessness, had engulfed her. She was.