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Mona shifted her gaze from the wall before her and to her daughter who stood before her at the mouth of the corridor, fuming but still gorgeous and young in the light of the hallway. "I don't know what you're talking about," Mona replied calmly, moving her gaze away from her daughter and back to the wall before her as she took a long sip from the mug she nursed. "Feeding everyone a bullshit story about being raped is what I'm talking about!" Genevieve yelled in response, watching as her mother lowered her mug to the table, barely blinking at her daughter's words.

🌹Later in the evening🌹 🌹Rosa pov🌹 We had our lunch in Shane's house, none of us goes to work, we just sat listening to Shane's mum story, she told us different stories including the story about her past, they were entertaining and educative at the same time. Mona called her mum and told her Shane's mum would like to visit them and she said no problem, we should come around dinner time, she would prepare our dinner, Jennie left to offer her a helping hand when she was leaving Shanes, mum, tries giving her money but she rejected it and ran out of the house.

“We don’t know for sure yet since this is the first time it’s happened in our pack.” “Oh,” she breathed, and a smirk grew on her face. “That would still be enough time for me either way,” she said. “I’ve heard that pregnancy isn’t so kind to people,” she whispered to my mom, and they giggled together. What did that mean? “Once you’re settled in, I will tell you about my pregnancy with Miall. Let's hope yours will be better than mine,” Mom held Amanah's hand, and I was surprised that my mother was already so warm toward Amanah.

Jules said in a tiny voice, her eyes filling with tears. I leaned over the table, "Do you even listen to the stories people tell? Salvatore Capone is famous for killing his first wife. The mother of those six monsters he calls sons is in the ground because of him. And you want to be next? You want to move into her bedroom and wait for him to get bored of you, too?" Mom just looked at me with those soft, watery eyes that always made me feel like I was the one being unreasonable. She reached out, her fingers trembling slightly as she tried to touch my arm.

Mother and son reconnect at special Resort... NB: This story contains themes of incest and taboo sex and every person in this story is above 18. Enjoy. ****** When it All Changed ---------------------------------------------- Melinda looked around the crowded meeting room full of mothers and sons eating breakfast together, and for the fifth time that morning wondered if this was a good idea.

Chapter 4 Ana's pov “My love, I'm sorry, but do you mind explaining everything to me again?” My Mom asked me; each word that passed through her lips did so with intentional efforts, so much so that it made my heart basically ache to watch my once energetic mother struggle with something so basic as speech. In the past weeks, I had mastered the art of crafting believable stories. I told her that I have been working for a rich old lady who was in dire need of a caretaker.

Lauren asks. "They were hard as rocks, stroking their cocks as they watched us get each other off. When we finished, they fucked our brains out and we all came again." Mom glances at Lauren, maybe embarrassed that she's shared so candidly. "Wow," Lauren says, squeezing her legs together to try and ease her own flow of juices. "Yeah, wow," Mom says, kissing Lauren on the forehead. "We've been doing that during every visit since. Does that help answer your question?"

“I’m such a dirty gangbang slut… my son would be disgusted if he knew his mother was an airtight cumdump.” That line made my cock throb painfully. I pulled it out, already leaking, and started stroking as I watched my own mother degrade herself for eight strangers. They didn’t ease her in. They carried her to the big sectional and positioned her perfectly. One guy lay down and pulled her on top, sinking his cock deep into her pussy. Another immediately pushed into her ass from behind. A third forced his dick back into her mouth. Within seconds Mom was airtight — three holes stuffed at the same time.

I’d make you come on my tongue before she even finishes washing her hair. Each message sent a jolt straight to my core. I tried to hide it. I really did. I kept my phone face down, smiled at Mom’s stories about her own teenage years, nodded along when she talked about how much she missed our old closeness. But every buzz made my cheeks flush hotter. My nipples tightened under my top, and I could feel myself getting slick, the crotch of my panties damp and uncomfortable. “Are you okay, sweetie? You look flushed,” Mom asked at one point during lunch, reaching across the table to touch my forehead with the back of her hand. Her concern was genuine, her eyes soft and loving. It made the guilt tw

Dominant Daddy (2) EMMA I sat with my three best friends at our favorite small cafe. It was Saturday afternoon. We were drinking cold juice and eating cakes. My friends were laughing and talking loudly about their husbands and boyfriends. I smiled and tried to look normal, but my mind was far away. I kept thinking about Daniel, his deep voice, his strong hands and the way he whispered “Daddy” to me. My pussy was getting wet again just remembering it. Lara started first. She was married for two years. “Girls, my husband fucked me so good last night. He lasted thirty minutes. I came twice. I feel so lucky.”