Please! Please, please, please Fuck my Cunthole... Fuck me, Fuck me, Fuc-"I tackled her to the ground."So, you want me to Fuck you, mom... You want yo...ur SON to Fuck his MOTHER in the middle of the family home!... Oh, I'll fuck you, alright... I'll Fuck you until words don't mean squat."With one hand, I gripped mom's panties and gave a big rip.This was it, time to Fuck mom.Slowly, so as not to error, I guided the head of my Cock towards my Mother's vagina. Gently, I eased it in, feeling the. It was as a cargo loader using a giant bio loader that unloaded or loaded cargo from cargo ships or freighters.The only schedule I had to follow was the one from the port cargo master. We were paid by them and they were paid by the government that needed the cargo loaded or unloaded. I stepped forward and the huge machine copied me as I reached for the huge crate. I caught the sides and lifted as I stepped back and turned.I took the dozen steps to set the crate down on the grav tram that would. No past. No future. Just the unending Present. I was living moment to moment and I didn't recognize it until Fawn's walking lecture."Body and mind are linked," Fawn said. "If you are in a child's body, you soon experience the child's mind. You see things from a child's viewpoint. You think as if you were a child—and not as an adult in a small body."I thought about inserting something about the totality of environment, about how being treated like a child was perhaps more important than having a. She begins drinking her second glass which should be more than enough.. I continue packing and she continues ranting. I take off my scrub shirt and have nothing but a tank top on. She begins analyzing my body and cuts off completely from her story to ask about my muscles along with “have you been working out?” It wasn't one of those family “oh my look how big you've grown” but a lip biting sexual desire in her eyes. I play around with a few poses asking her if she can really tell. We share a.