My mother smiled back as she hugged me tightly. We were the same size so her tits were pressing into my chest. I squeezed her tighter telling her I lo...ved her.“I am going to shower then we are going shopping,” my mother said breaking our hug.I waited a bit then walked to their bedroom. They had a full bath in there. I saw the door was opened. I looked inside the bathroom. I watched my mother open those glass doors of the shower.She bent over as she turned the shower on. Her lovely ass showing as. . FIRE!"I had deliberately left a free fire zone in front of the cannon so that I wouldn't have to worry about my people forgetting to duck. It was through this channel that the cannon fired its load of cannister. Many of the enemy were about 75 feet away when the cannon fired, the optimum range. It was like they had run into a meat grinder. It was hard to tell if the enemy skidded to a halt and turned tail to run away because of the noise or because of the mess that was made of their friends.. The orgasm was too much for her and she collapsed onto the couch with Jerry still on her back trying his best to stay inside and keep pumping, but alas, he could not stay in her all the way down to the couch. He gave Rosemary a minute to regain herself and then he pulled her to the floor with him, rolled her on her back and took her missionary style. I told him that he could do it to her again by lifting her hips and hitting her sweet spot again. He cupped her butt cheeks in his hands and. “God, you two have my head all screwed up. I'm so wet, you know that?”“Perfect,” I said. I grabbed a fistful of her brassy hair. “I want to feel those big tits sliding up and down my dick. I want you to make me cum.”“Yes!” Zoey hissed, her breasts jiggling. “Ooh, go for it,” Melody moaned, her right hand sliding down from her tits to her stomach. She stroked across her belly, touching her swollen roundness. She was heavy with my child, proof of our incestuous love. She reached lower, heading.