I wasn't sure, but I was going along with it. I definitely couldn't last too long, I was moaning out loud after about two minutes."Shit!" I screamed.I... came all over the floor, and I was quite satisfied with my orgasm. they weren't done yet though."Hey, Kate?" Elizabeth asked."Yes?" I asked wearily."Why don't you get our special toy, I think Bill might enjoy it," Elizabeth replied.I knew exactly what she was talking about. So, I ran out to the counter, and got out our special toy. It was so. Starring deeply into my boy’s eyes. I quietly say to him, “Jay, God, I Love You Son”. With my urge to come had settled, so I thought. I gave my son a few more good hard thrust. Next thing, I tensed up and began grunting like a wild a****l while pumping several thick warm ropes of my sperm deep inside my son’s ass. I could only guess that my son became sexually overwhelmed not just knowing but actually feeling the same potent seed that had created him 27 years ago is now my taking ownership of. In the end, it wouldn't even matter if I wore a burlap sack, you'd still eyefuck me, wouldn't you?" Yes, most likely," he responded, bringing his hands to his crotch."Wait, what are you doing? Are you undoing your pants?" Yes," he replied, right before they fell, and he pulled out his wood. "Don't you remember this guy?" he pondered, stroking it. "Go ahead, look back at your old friend."I bit down on my bottom lip, but after only twenty seconds, he managed to woo me enough for me to slant my. It was pointless. I pulled the shirt open, exposing my slim breasts in their white laced bra and the toned flat of my stomach. I shed the shirt and it fell to the floor completely soundlessly. I kicked off my sandals and undid the top button of my jeans, but saved the zip. The zip he’d be able to hear. I began to stroke my body, running my fingers along my shoulders, neck and collar bones. Imagining his fingers in place of mine, the way they trailed deliciously across my skin. I grasped at my.