The picture of Mom breast-feeding a baby that somehow possessed my full-grown head made my cock inexplicably stiffen to steel-hard rigidity. I swelled... deeper inside her, then, what the hell, I shoved in the rest of the way until I felt my pubic hair plastered against her soft ass. Fuck! I was in her. I was fucking Mom.A quiet moan made me lift the bulk of my weight off of Mom. Holding myself up on my elbows and toes, I stroked steadily and surprisingly calmly through Mom’s slippery sheath. Just. He took him out of the court house and to a waiting van, were Coach Joshua waited, grinning. I’ll check on you in a month or so Brian,’ said the attorney and he left. Coach Joshua told Brian, ‘I can’t wait to get you back to the school, you son of a bitch. You’re mine.’ Oh shit, thought Brian, what have I got myself into? ‘Get into that van and strip out of that rag. I have a uniform for you. I think you’ll recognize it.’ Brian reluctantly got into the van and stripped, remembering what the. The Chairman's, and that is how we now referred to Deb's father, busy schedule had precluded a visit to review the position I have in mind for her so we may as well proceed.The General has accumulated vast land holdings and mineral interests in his horse trading of drilling contracts and by utilization of surplus funds to IDEACO's cash requirements to purchase land throughout the southwest. Record keeping for these holding is nonexistent. "I want you, Deb, to record each holding on a county map. We didn’t talk much during the trip apart from the usual stuff about the weather. I guess we were all a bit nervous about spending the weekend together. After all, we had never met and knew nothing about each other.DawnFrom the back-seat, I looked at my uncle's profile. I could see my mother in his cheekbones and nose, but where my dad was sophisticated, Uncle Derrek was rough. His hands were strong. When he had hugged me I had felt his muscles play under the thin shirt he wore. Brandy had not.