Suffering from the female version of blue balls, I took a long shower and made good use of my massage shower head. Cleanliness is next to godliness af...ter all, and I sure felt like a goddess drying off and getting dressed. I drove my trusty but rusty old car to a nearby shopping center where I decided to have some breakfast before getting on with my shopping. With some tea and a sandwich I sat down by one of the still available tables next to the cashiers. I started sorting through my lists to. ‘I’m glad we’re finally here too.’ He planted a light kiss on my lips and stood to examine the scene before him. The foyer gave way to an expansive gourmet kitchen. The cathedral ceiling between the kitchen and the living room allowed for a generous view of tall pine trees and a wide, pristine river. ‘This used to be a logging river, no?’ I so enjoyed that James was more interested in the river than he was in the giant plasma screen television. It was clearly visible thanks to the open. But I really love you mom.” He said softly while in my arms.“It’s OK. It happened already. It’s not your fault. I understand you’re young and you have needs. You’re still my son. But we can’t let this happen again. I’m still your mother and it is still wrong for us to do this. And we can’t let anybody know about what happened.” I said, and then gave him a kiss on the head.We were cuddling in each other’s arms until I fell asleep. Next morning I woke up and found myself naked with my naked son. "Nobody runs down the hall with her tits and cunt showing unless she wants it!"Oh God, I suddenly realized, I'd been spotted running away from Mark's place. Had this boy seen me? Or had he been told by one of the others whom, I noted in horror, were also naked, and stroking their cocks. After the boy on top of me shot his load deep into my womb, the rest of them took turns, positioning my limp, helpless body as they saw fit, fucking my mouth, my cunt, my ass, the space between my breasts, you.
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