Masuk"You want some iced tea, mom?"
"Yes, please, dear! It's hot as a bitch out here."Under the influence of the vodka-laced tea and the marijuana cookies, the usually repressed Emma had unbuttoned her blouse entirely. She lay on the lounger with her pink bra exposed. She"Ed, baby, we need to stop!""Momma, you don't like me fucking you?""I love my baby's dick in me, but don't cum in me; I'm not on birth control."She was perimenopausal and off the pill. Her virile 18-year-old was about to pump his potent baby batter into her unprotected pussy.A wicked thought popped into her mind. What if her son impregnated her? How would it feel to have her baby's baby growing in her? Her pussy spasmed, and she came hard at the thought. Her ample hips thrust up, meeting her son's pile driver thrusting."Oh fuck," Ed groaned.He continued the hard short strokes that presaged him cumming, pushing his mother up the lounger.As his mother opened her mouth to warn him again not to cum in her, his cock swelled in her p
"You want some iced tea, mom?""Yes, please, dear! It's hot as a bitch out here."Under the influence of the vodka-laced tea and the marijuana cookies, the usually repressed Emma had unbuttoned her blouse entirely. She lay on the lounger with her pink bra exposed. She flapped the blouse, trying to cool off. The porch seemed to be slowly rotating.Ed poured two glasses of iced tea. He smiled as he glanced at his mother on the porch. He retrieved the bottle of Smirnoff from the cabinet over the refrigerator where he knew his Nana kept it. He added a dollop to his mother's glass. He picked up the last two cookies from the tray."Here you go, mom! I grabbed the last two cookies. You want one?"Ed looked down at his partially unclothed mother. Her s
She hoped they would sleep off the effects of the marijuana-infused cookies without her having to confess to what they were. She knew they were looking for an excuse to declare her incompetent. Accidentally drugging them would be an ideal excuse."Sounds like a plan!"Claude struggled to his feet, stumbled, and balanced himself on the back of the kitchen chair. When his concerned mother wrapped her arm around his waist to prevent him from falling, he uncharacteristically squeezed her bottom."You coming, Emma?""I'm not tired! I'm going to sit on the porch for a while."Emma struggled to her feet and staggered through the kitchen to the screened-in porch. The porch faced the yard, with the country road off to one side and the fields to the othe
Ed, his mother and his Nana become lovers.Enjoy..**********Seventy-year-old Jane Markey was looking forward to her family's visit. The old farm was remote and lonely since her husband died a few years ago. Her nearest neighbor and long-time friend, Helen Crump, also a widow, was two miles down the blacktop.She was particularly interested in seeing her grandson, Ed. His eighteenth birthday was last week, and she had a surprise for him and, by extension, the rest of her family.To prevent her family from seizing her farm, her attorneys placed it in trust for Ed. The trust would pay for his college education and provide a small income. It would pass from him to his children and grandchildren, preventing his parents from squandering it.
Downstairs, the three men drank and held an eclectic conversation covering everything from sports to women. Caleb realized all the beer was doing was making him have to pee. He could not smoke any of the reefer he brought. The odor would permeate his clothes, alerting his parents and anyone else to what he did. A half tab of "X" would be perfect. He excused himself and ran upstairs.Upstairs, Kathleen sat back on her heels and admired her work. "There! That looks a lot better."Jewel sat up and inspected her legs. It does! "Thank you, lover!" She leaned forward and kissed Kathy, who was kneeling.Kathy returned her kiss, her hand grasping the back of Jewel's head. She broke the kiss and pushed her longtime girlfriend back on the bed. She leaned forward and blew her warm breath on Jewel's moist pussy."Kathy, no! The door...my guests, oh, fuck!" She moaned as Kathy leaned in, French kissing her cunt, forcing her tongue into her sheath. "No, baby, please!""Shush! I want to sample the d
After showering and changing in his old bedroom, Caleb descended the stairs into the onyx-tiled foyer an hour later. Just off to the right were the formal living room and buffet table behind it. To the left was the wet bar/media room with the patio and pool outside. A mosh pit couch covered one wall while two similar chairs sat at angles. Numerous additional folding chairs lined the other walls.Caleb, never one for dress-up, wore a dark blue polo shirt with beige Bermuda shorts and Jesus sandals. He saw his father standing at the bar with a full highball glass. He wore tan loafers, dark dress slacks, and an open-collar mauve short."Getting started early?"In their frequent phone conversations, his mother bitched about her husband of 25 years drinking. Caleb had an occasional drink. However, he preferred marijuana and/or "X" with a cold beer. He enjoyed the sense of energy and well-being the drugs gave him."You sound like your mother!" John Favreau took a long pull on his drink. Whe









