I make a bit of small talk as we move to the bedroom. He interrupts me to say – ‘Don’t you remember? I was here six weeks ago.’ No, I don’t... remember. I cannot for the life of me remember that or him. I say of course I remember him but no time is wasted and in a matter of seconds his trousers are at his ankles and his cock in my mouth. I give him my best though I can tell he’s over-excited. I try to delay him by moving to his balls but, if anything, this drives him more wild so I quickly take. She is about 5 foot 9, weighs 220 lbs, long brown curly hair, defined face but still sexy, and a wonderful set of tits, a 38 D cup. How i wish to suck and play with those tits. Now, I take every oppurtunity I can get to spy on my mother. When she showers, she often leaves the door unlocked and our mirror is located right next to the curtain so i can see her lucious body. The most I've ever done in reality is see her tits and her fingering her slightly hairy pussy. It was the most arousing and. “I just want you so bad mistress. I’m on fire.”“Mmmm… Just the way I want you, baby. Are you ready to begin?” Then she laughed and said in her low husky voice, “I guess you don’t really have a say, do you?”I moaned again as she walked out of sight behind me.She came back with a pillow, towel, spray bottle, bottle of tingling lubricant, and a small back box with several buttons that had wires coming out of it. She put the pillow down and knelt on it and arranged everything about her within easy. It’s my religion. Wanting her cousincunt makes my cock leak. It’s leaking now. She is theculmination of some sacrament that cannot be named. Iwant her for my whore-wife. I want to eat her cousinpussy and fuck her cousin mouth. I want her to love mefor defiling her. But for now, I dream and wish and feelmy love leak into the things that have touched her.Spilling my scalding seed, murky and muggy, into herpanties like an adolescent boy again.I went into her room tonight. Not more than.