Since it was close by my house, I didn't have to drive. I had more than a few, and I staggered home. I walked into the house still staggering, trying ...not to knock everything over. I made it to the bathroom, puling my pants down just in time before I pissed. I walked past the girl's bedroom. I saw Brandi sleeping in her bed, but didn't see Julie. It took me a while to remember that Julie was spending the night at a friend's house. I gave Brandi a kiss and left the room. I made it to my room. Ok, totally ok. You are doing great by the way, did your ther****t ever get you this far?Me. NeverDaniel. Then I’m not letting up, besides this is way way better than dirty diapers.Me. Yea I guess so.That was the end of my first day of sexting with my son. What he pointed out there really floored me. 12 years of therapy was trounced with one afternoon of sexting with my son. He promised to never talk about it in person, I was starting to realize that this was probably helping, and it really was. If I tried to make her pull out, she told me, she would spray the ice water into the recesses of my rectum. As the last inch made it up my insides, my bulky, muscular mom slammed her arms down on my legs, pressing me into the bed. She started to move faster and faster, until she reached a crescendo of extremely fast pounding. My mind was warped, trying to process the excruciating pain with the delightful tickling on my prostate. All of the sudden, she ripped the strapon from my ass. She. So we have to stop all what we was doing. From that day we both used to be wild most of the time when mama and aunt was not in home. Since her bro knows we love. He also wont disturb us. So we used to go inside and lock the bedroom and have fun.I used to kiss and suck her lips hard and will be pressing her boobs and rubbing her pussy and fingering her pussy hard all the time and will make her cum a lot and she will suck my cock very hard rubbing and making my cock grow bigger also she used to.