Neither of us could budge. Moments passed, both of us limp and weak, loving the after glow of such intense fucking. “Hey, that was pretty amazing, m...ister,” I was finally able to say. “You’re quite a woman,” he said, looking into my eyes. “You’re quite a guy,” I said, smiling up at him. “No one has ever fucked me like that.” He smiled, looking down at me. “Annie, all that about owning you and you’re my slave, I don’t mean it like it sounds.” He looked at me with those deep blue eyes that. I withdrew my dick a bit and pushed forward again. Mother stayed still. I drew back again this time to be out of her and thrust back again. Mother gasped. Then I settled to a steadier rhythm. I had achieved what I wanted. FUCKING MY OWN MOTHER! My cock was inside her vagina and I am fucking her. I am fucking the same cunt my father has used to quench his lust and flooded it with his sperm to create me. I finally managed to spread the same legs my father has spread on the same bed. Finally I. ‘What the hell is that?’ I asked him. I’d expected some cheap watch or something. ‘It’s a love charm, man. An honest-to-God mojo, just like in the songs.’ he said, enjoying my surprise. ‘Put all the women at your command. It’s the real thing, man.’ ‘What are you talking about?’ He held the box up for me to see, and I realized that it was a little tiny frog. Dead. Mummified, from the looks of it, all dried out. It was in an odd position, frozen like it had been climbing a ladder. ‘What the. 5inch, annan frnduthu apove 8inch irukum, kallu mari irukum) rendu kaiyayum aalauku oru pakkam iluthu avanga avanga kunjiya pudikala vachanga aata sonnanga senjen, annan frnd sappa sonnanga athu ullaye pola konjam than pochu bt avanga dei dei iruda in pallu paduthuda pallu padam oombunu sonnanga, apo than mulusa oomba kathukitten.Athuvum konja naal than apuram engalukulla avlova illa annanukum avanga frndukum ullaye mudichikittanga, again oru 5 years gap enoda schoolmate peru naren aal paka.