After a few more minutes she heard the front door slam. Kerri waited several minutes to make sure he was gone before arising.Dragging herself to the c...ounter, she fixed tea and tried to eat; but her appetite had deserted her. As she sipped the steaming tea her mind raced, pondered, questioned.Was it genetic? Did Kyle inherit an innate desire to hurt and control from his father? it would seem so, yet she felt that answer might be too easy. Revisiting the feelings of guilt as she always seemed to. “OH FUCK yes! Yes, I’m a whore, a good-for-nothing cum bucket. All I want to do is drink cum all day, and if it’s my son’s, that’s even better. I’ll do anything for your dick baby, give me your cock and cover me with your spunk!” She just doesn’t quit.I pulled my dick out of her cunt and got a disappointed groan out of her, and just as quickly, placed my wet cock right up against my mom’s asshole, and shoved right in, not taking care to go slowly at all.“OH MY GOD! YES!!! YES BABY, OH GOD. I'm laying on the bed naked, my erection is clearly visible, and it feels good just flexing my dick. She rolls on her side and starts squeezing my dick with her right hand, the gentle rhythm of squeezing and relaxing, squeezing and relaxing feels great and I buck my hips a little. I start to kiss her and she starts slowly pulling up on my dick with each squeeze, then back down with each relax, then back up with each squeeze, then down with each relax. It feels so amazing, and I'm hoping to get. She picked the salmon and salad. I chose the steak. I looked down at my food, avoiding conversation.“What’s wrong?”“I… I have to do something, and I have to do it alone.”“What are you talking about?”“School is almost over. We all must start taking the next steps. I had plans but something changed all of those and now I have a new plan. I… I’m sorry.”With those two words, you knew where this was going.“You can’t do this to me again. Look talk through it; I know how you get. It’s okay to be.