Semua Bab “Daddy, Will You Ever Love Me?”: Bab 401 - Bab 410

Soon she had two of her own fingers buried in her soaking gash. Her muffled moans were drowned out by my growls. It wasn't long before we could both feel my muscle throb in her throat. She sucked harder while I grabbed the back of her head and drove my tool deeper."Oh fuck! I'm gonna cum! But don't swallow it! I wanna see it!" I growled."Mmmmmhmmmm! Mmmmhmmmm!" she moaned.My thrusts stuttered. "Oh yeah! Mmmm yeah! Oh yeah! Fuck!"My hose exploded in her mouth. It quickly filled with the warm, thick spunk that just seconds before had been in my balls. She struggled but couldn't help to swallow. In her effort not to, white streaks emerged from between her lips and my shaft.I finally grabbed her long blonde hair and pulled her off. A string of white followed me out until it snapped and fell across her chin."C'mon, open up, let's see," I said as I pulled her chin up to face me. She opened her mouth, revealing a web of jizz. "Mmmmmm, that's fuckin' hot. Good girl! Okay, you can swallo

In the past few weeks I've had my mom abducted so my friend and I could fuck her for three days, arranged a staged break in at our house so the same friend could fuck her and "force" me to fuck her all night long, and most recently had tricked her into having sex with me.Lately I haven't had to trick or coerce her into having sex with me. It's almost like she's accepted it. She gives half-hearted protests but I know she wants it. And scanning through her journal has confirmed it.Mark and I have sex almost every day now. Sometimes several times a day. It's been so long since someone has desired me like this, made me feel this way. He's my son! But I've gotten past that. I love his fat cock fucking every hole I have. He makes me cum over and over again. He cums on me, in me, I let him do whatever he wants. He calls me a cock loving slut. It must be true because I can't get enough of his. But I can't let him know that! I still have to put up some kind of front that it's unacceptable be

I was already starting to nod off. Then I had a thought. I can make this way more interesting. Mom jumped when I placed my hand on her naked thigh. The Pastor's eyes darted from my hand, to my face, to Mom's face, and around again.The Pastor stuttered while he tried to stay on topic. "Leviticus 18:6-7 tells us, uh, 'Do not violate your, uh, father by having sexual relations with your, um, mother. She is your mother; you, uh, must not have sexual relations with, um, her.'" He watched my hand slide up her thigh. Mom's body grew more tense and hotter with each inch. "And, uh, that's exactly what, um, you're doing. What...what would your, uh, father say if he knew, uh, what was going on under his roof?"Mom gasped when my hand crossed the moist material of the bikini bottom covering her slit. "If he gave a fuck he'd be home more often doing exactly what I'm doing," I hissed. The words caught Mom and the Pastor by surprise."Mark Allen!" Mom said in shock while my hand slipped under the b

In the past few weeks, my mom has been the "victim" of a kidnapping (by me), been a "victim" of a home break-in where she was sexually assaulted (by me), and tricked into having sex (with me). Most recently she and I fucked on the back patio while our pastor neighbor watched, then later sucked the same pastor off when he came to our house and tried to council us. We've been fucking every day - sometimes several times a day - for a couple of weeks now. She won't admit it, but the longer it goes on, the more she's accepting it, actually looking forward to it.My God! Mark and I have been fucking each other every day for weeks now! I let him do whatever he wants to me and with me! And I'm loving it! I can't get enough of his fat cock! What kind of mother does that make me? Maybe I am the cock loving slut he says I am? But I can't let him know that I love every minute of it! I'm still his mother! But I don't know how much longer I can hide it from him, before I start asking him to fuck me

That weekend I thought we'd try something different. Sunday morning, after my morning wake up blowjob, I told Mom in a sarcastic tone, "You know, maybe Mr. Wilson is right. Maybe we could use some salvation. What do ya say? Feel like getting some religion today?"Her face scrunched up. "Seriously?""Yeah, sure! It'll be fun. I know just the place. Why don't you put something sexy-but-not-too-sexy on and we'll go get our religion on." She gave me a sideways look and headed for the closet.We arrived at the church just as the service was starting. I was dressed in slacks and dress shirt. Mom was wearing a flowery sun dress that I loved. It had spaghetti straps and a low front that showed off plenty of her tan orbs. The backless curve stopped just above the crack of her heart shaped ass and the hem didn't reach mid-thigh. Her red high heels only accentuated her long toned legs. We grabbed a seat in the back and sat quietly as the choir finished their introduction. Mom gasped when Pastor