I knew Terry fancied me, he was always looking down at my breasts, but I wasn't attracted to him and didn't want to upset him. He's much older than me..., about 35-40 years old, and clearly a pervert, but overall, he's not a bad guy.It would be difficult to get out of it though so I said I would go for an hour.The party was at a small restaurant downtown that also had a bar for the workers to drink. I arrived at the restaurant in a taxi. I'd put on a new red dress which was cutting lower than most. "You guys want to go on some rides?" I askedand laughed. The three of them looked at me like I was crazy. We justwalked around for a bit taking in all the sights, sounds, and scents thatthe boardwalk had to offer. For a few minutes Mom and Aunt Melissa becamelost in smiles and stories of their own childhood. It was a joy to watchand listen to.Aunt Alice apparently feeling like the fifth wheel became very quiet. Icould sense a tinge of jealousy over the relationship between mom and hersister. We. ...” I was speechless. How are you suppose to react if your kidnapper suddenly all of a sudden claims to be God.After I quickly regain my composure I asked with no small amount of sarcasm, “What does your Almightiness want with this lowly servant?”[I AM SORRY TO ANNOUNCE THAT I WILL HAVE TO KICK YOU OUT OF MY COSMOS]“Huh?” I respond, once again completely caught off guard.‘This person genuinely believe he’s God.’ I realize. ‘I’m dealing with a complete nutcase.’“May I ask why?” I decided it’s. My Son's sperm was being injected into me and I am sure it was going where it was supposed to, up into my uterus. This was the ultimate bond between a man and a woman, it just so happened that we were also Mother and Son. My orgasm started and my pussy spasmed and contracted milking his cock and pulling his load higher up into me. This felt so great but it was hard work too and soon he collapsed onto me. He lay on me and I felt his cock giving little spasms inside me as it made sure all his.