Semua Bab Taboo Heat: Tales Too Hot To Handle: Bab 781 - Bab 790

Beatrice was perched on a bed, tears streaming down her face. Her dark curls draped over her eyes as the room's light highlighted her -- from the features of her face to the bold red dress with a deep neckline, pink halos peeking out.Ethel walked in, still savoring the taste of Alfred's mother. "Who would have guessed how deceitful one woman could be?"Confused, Beatrice wiped away the tears. "Wh-what?"Ethel, standing by the window, spoke sharply, "I know the truth about Father, about what you did."Beatrice composed herself, placing her hands on the bed and taking a deep breath. "I don't know what you're talking about.""I know about Alfred and the poison. But I still don't understand why.""Why?" Beatrice's mother asked, her expression unclear."Why did you do it?"Beatrice sighed, nervously fidgeting with a piece of her dress. "Because he was an awful husband! Your father despised me. He only married me out of obligation and was unfaithful all the time." Beatrice lowered her head

"You are my queen... Ugh...and the main purpose of a queen is to produce heirs, Mom," he kept thrusting."That's...wrong, we are doing a wrong thing," she hung onto him, putting her arms around his neck, throwing her leg over. "Ohhhh," she mewled as his teeth nipped at her nipple as a reminder of the days when he was just a kid.He moved his hips vigorously, fucking her. He was increasing his speed with each thrust of hid hips. The best feeling ever. "You are so good, Mom.""Please, just don't ruin the moment, don't call me Mom. Don't remind me what a gruesome sin we're committing," she moaned. Ethel stirred his cock and grind her hot convulsing pussy."Are you happy, Mom? You wanted us to be close. We finally so close, closer...ughhh... than ever. Closer than we could ever be," he used the full force of his hips to destroy her succulent maternal pussy."Fuuck...How can you even do this to a vagina that created you, ughhh... Ethel!""Just watch and enjoy, Mom! Ughhh," he was thrusting

"So what did you think of the play?" Frank's voice called out from somewhere in the house as they crossed the threshold."Not very interesting," Jack replied, "I'm more of a movie fan.""The younger generation is lost," Nancy said, beaming as she removed her coat. "But I enjoyed it. It was a very passionate love story.""Those melodramas are right up your alley. But the main character is so much like you, Mom," Jack added."Thank you, dear," she walked over to him and planted a kiss on his cheek."I'm going to my room," Dan shed his clothes, eager to avoid any unwanted interactions and went to his room.His last hope dissipated as he glanced at the laptop screen and saw the dreaded $0 balance. With the detachment, Dan opened the notification to reveal a chat.Despite usually being tidy and organized, his current scattered thoughts made him unaware of the mess he'd made in the room. Deep in concentration, trying to decide what to write,he anxiously bit his nails--a habit he had quit a

He came across numerous pieces of advice on how to initiate "physical contact" with mothers, but they all seemed dubious and lacking in credibility. In the end, he chose to stop trying altogether.The events in the kitchen replayed in his mind as he lay in bed, unable to shake off the memory. He couldn't explain why, but the kiss he had shared with his mom didn't fill him with disgust, as he had expected. Instead, a strange sense of longing and desire had taken hold of him, refusing to let go.As the house fell into a hush at night, Dan's mind ignited with anticipation. He shut his eyes, inhaling a deep breath, the plump blanket snug against his chest. His fingers trembled as they approached his phone, his heartbeat skyrocketing with each tap that led him to the gallery app."If I'm going to follow through with this, I need to be ready. Who could have thought I would do something like it," he mused, staring at one of the pictures he had downloaded from Nancy's social media account.As

They both walked back to the house, with his brother carrying the lingerie from the car. Jack briefly went into their parents' room and quickly returned. "We'll just have to wait. And keep quiet about... everything," he added, before quickly heading back to his room and shutting the door behind him."I bet he has more than just one pair of lingerie hidden away in his room. Oh yeah, lingerie," Danny had completely forgot about the one in his pocket. "They need to go back in the wash, but that could wait until tomorrow."As Dan ambled over to the window, he caught sight of Mom tending to the flowers on the lawn below. Her soft dress clung to her every curve, accentuating the gentle sway of her hips as she bent over to tend to the blooms. Her hair was gathered up in a messy bun, and a few errant strands framed her face. As he watched, Dan couldn't help but be struck by how different she looked from the woman in the office photo. Every time she leaned over, her dress hitched up ever so sl