The further you went, the more it hurt, and you did not even go all the way. You thrust your hips, still slow and steady and gradually the pain eased ...away, replaced by that same raging fire that seem to shoot through my veins, my whole body. I rocked my hips in time to yours so we were moving perfectly, and I matched each thrust. My thighs were aching, my body burning, and everything just seemed so fast. My heart was still hammering and I felt that same heat rising, and I felt like a dam that. So, we started recruiting men, it was brilliant. They paid us to fuck the girls, and we always told them not to worry about birth-control, so they assumed that we had the girls on the Pill. Then we’d sell the babies after they were born. At first, we’d take the guys up to the cabin, but it got too hard to hide the pregnant girls from them and after one guy, who was sort of a regular customer, put it all together, well...” The story went on. Dad told me about building our house and that. She was asleep on her stomach. Were I a good son I would have let her sleep, but I had been a good boy all day. I ripped the covers from the bed, waking her up. I grabbed her legs and pulled my mother to me. I kept pulling, until I could grind my hard-on into her nightgown-covered ass.Wolves know.Instinct made her fight; it was what I needed--to bend something to my will. I put my weight on her ass. She tried to turn around, but I put my hands on her upper back to prevent it. I grabbed her. Now, that is what I call a liberated and understanding mom!"As the others talked, Katherine wasted no time stripping off her bikini top and bottom. Then she straddled herself across his lap and impaled herself down with a contented sigh.She said as she churned her hips to go down deeper, "I told you last night I'm not gonna be jealous, and I mean it. I just need to look at things in a different way. For instance, I want to see you break Heather totally and utterly, like you did with Brenda. If.