We discussed prices and dates and came to an agreement, and she texted me her address. The next week, on a Saturday night, me and my friend both turne...d up to a modern-looking suburban house on an estate in town, after hitting the gym and the sunbeds in preparation. We were let in and shown down the hall into the Kitchen where the hostess showed us a table full of drinks she wanted us to serve to the 20 odd women she had in her lounge. Me and my friend had planned this night properly as we were. I couldn't help myself. I wanted to fuck my own son! "I know it's wrong, Mom," me whispered. "But I want you so badly! Maybe I always have." He wrapped my fingers about the bulge in his pants and instinctively I squeezed his erection. I was shocked at the size and stiffness of his prick. I couldn't remember when I had felt a cock of such prodigious proportions. My pussy was itching with a need to feel it between my legs. "Come home with me, Mom." he whispered. My brain told me that it was. "I felt my cheeks redden as I blushed, though with my dark complexion it hopefully wasn't too visible. "Thanks, though lots of people disagree. I know that I'm quite a looker, but I've been attacked several times already. Fortunately I'm quite a fast healer." So what are you doing here, Oriana?" Barry asked with confusion. "Why aren't you with your parents? Do they even know where you are? All I heard is that you died. Now you're sitting here as a new and different person."My features hardened. Her silky flesh massaged my girl-dick. The pleasure swept over my aching flesh. The pressure built and built at the tip of my dick. I would have such a huge orgasm.Christine humped into my thrusts. Her breasts jiggled at the bottom of my vision. I nursed on Anabella's cock hard. I buffed off that sour flavor, my tongue dancing around her shaft. She trembled, gasping and groaning as I pleasured her.“Mommy! Mommy!” she squealed. “I love you so much! You're the best! Ooh, clean my dirty.