.. Do you like it? Or are you wanting to look at something else?"She implies by looking at her legs seeing herself that she is showing quite a bit of ...her legs."Ohh yeah it's umm pretty good so far"Snapped out of his trance, Paul gets back to watching the movie but still looking over at his mother on the other couch every chance he gets without her noticing.For the first half an hour Paul takes constant looks at those perfectly sculpted legs, both him and his mother are sitting in the same way -. “Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, FUCK.” Those words spun through my head. Drunk. Driver. They became a cacophony, and I almost clamped my hands over my ears to drown them out. I certainly wasn’t hearing anything further that my brother had to say. “I should’ve stopped her…Taken her keys from her…” Another thought pierced my brain. This one, in my brother’s voice, told me that if I hadn’t been so worried about defiling that teenager and ending my “dry spell,” she wouldn’t have even been on the road at. "Darling, I think you best wet Sam or he'll dry fuck your mother." The major laughed.The young woman went to her knees and took Sam's big cock in her mouth. I was surprised she went at him so vigorously. The major said, "She doesn't fool me. She hopes she can get him off so her mother doesn't have to fuck him hard. That's enough. Sam, bend her over the table and give it to her good."Sam pushed in her hard and pounded her. The woman cried out as Sam raped her. The major said, "Stop. Now butt. The process was so smooth, I did not even realize that I had found myself a place in The Mother Fuckers Club.A lot of it had to do with the fact that I was only as big as my dad, and also that he had been giving it to my mom on a regular basis – I believed.Because she had accommodated me very easily!But, still, she was super wet. My mother was already dripping. That is how easily I entered her. That is how effortlessly I penetrated her. To be honest, the lack of effort actually bothered me.“Was.