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Just as she felt herself getting close to the edge, her son withdrew his hand from her pussy. "What the fuck, baby? I was about to cum!" she said, begging for relief. "I know. I'm gonna make you cum on my cock, mom. No cheating." Aaron said, now in power. "Fuck, Aaron. Please, just fuck me. Fuck your mother's tight little pussy!" she moaned, pinching her nipple with her own hand. Satisfied Aaron pulled down his shorts, once again revealing his huge cock. He grabbed his mother's gorgeous legs, lifting them up and lining his cock up to her pussy. Before entering, he slid it up and down her wet slit, teasing her one last time.

and then he took his ladder and went home. "Come inside" the momma said, "And I will cook you a delicious dinner and give you a back rub. "And then can we have sex?" the poppa asked. The momma, knowing that she was pretty loose and sloppy said, "Not tonight poppa, I have a yeast infection. Maybe in a couple of days." In the mischievous son's room the beautiful daughter had her legs up on the mischievous son's shoulders and he was driving his cock into her as she moaned, "fuck me, fuck me, oh God fuck me."

Mom answered all of my moans, as she moaned out, "You're so sexy, honey. Please keep fucking me! I want you to fuck me forever. I love you too, honey." Mom and I then crashed our lips back together as we concentrated on fucking each other with all our might. The bed was creaking under the force of our thrusts and we were moaning in rhythm. Breaking the kiss again as we both gasped for breath, I moaned out, "God, Mom, you are such a dirty slut for fucking your own son. I bet you're such a depraved mother that you orgasm harder and faster with me than any other way. You moaned like a whore when you sucked my cock and swallowed my cum. I bet your pussy was wet and leaking when you blew me. Did

"There's a problem with a project at work. I have to go in today. I'll make it up to Alicia." She hadn't even finished speaking before Dad hung up and blocked her number. I forced a smile, about to comfort him, when a familiar voice drifted over. "Mom, you're the best! With you here, we're definitely gonna win!" My mind went blank as I turned toward the sound and saw Mom holding another child in her arms. I looked up at Dad in confusion. "Didn't Mom say she had work?" He shot to his feet and started toward her, but I grabbed his hand and shook my head. "The race is starting."

I leaned closer, my heart in my throat as I overheard my mom telling him about me. "...she’s usually such a sweet, compliant girl, Marcus," my mother was saying, her tone a mix of affection and mild irritation. "She’s just been so stressed with the final wedding preparations. Julian can be quite demanding, you know how these corporate families are. But I'm so glad she's finally home. I want the two of you to become close. She needs a strong male figure in her life, and you are exactly the kind of man she can look up to." I squeezed my eyes shut, a bitter, hysterical laugh bubbling in my throat. *Look up to.* If only my mother knew exactly how I had looked up to him last night—flat on my back

Mom was extra furious that day. The rod came down much harder than it used to be. Unable to hold it in, I howled. Mom only got angrier. "What are you screaming for? I can no longer dance after giving birth to you, so your dad got himself a mistress! And you're a good-for-nothing, too! I can't believe you only got second place… How could you have gotten second place? You want everyone to point fingers at me, don't you? In your dreams!"

"Mom, Dad, are you inside?" Christopher's voice came from outside. "Kylie is here. She says she has something very important to tell you." Adam and I looked at each other. We walked out. Christopher stood in the living room. His expression was complicated. Behind him, Kylie looked even thinner than a few days ago. "Ms. Lawson, I know you don't want to see me, but I really have something important–" Her hands subconsciously rested on her lower abdomen. "I'm pregnant. It's Christopher's child."

He lowered his voice and added, "Besides, Mike admitted it himself when he had me cornered. This was all part of their plan. It's just another stunt by him and Walter to smear you in front of the cameras and get revenge." Mom stopped in her tracks. The warmth vanished from her face almost instantly. She turned to her assistant. "I don't care if they've rescued him or not. From now on, I never want to hear about that father and son again." Fireworks burst across the sky, one after another. The crowd erupted in cheers, celebrating their acceptance into dream schools and the bright futures ahead. Uncle Donald took his chance and leaned toward Mom's shoulder. Mom didn't pull away because, in tha

Our screams are swallowed by each other's mouths as we ride out the waves of pleasure. Uncle Samson pulls me off Mom, positioning me then he fucks me while Mom kept kneading my nipples, kissing me. He pulled out and finishes off in Mom’s cunt. “Now you have my cum in both holes,” he whispered. We lay there in silence, the only sound our ragged breathing. Mom's fingers were still on my hip. Samson's hand rested on her stomach, possessive even in sleep. I looked at them, my mother, my lover and thought about how wrong this was supposed to be. But it didn't feel wrong. It felt like coming home."

The three of them walked together, laughing, looking every bit like a picture-perfect family. Through the row of clothing, his still-boyish voice carried clearly. "Kelly, my dad is handsome and gentle, and he really likes you. Can you be my mom? I promise to be really good." The pretty girl laughed, amused. "And what about your mom?" Phillip paused a while before saying, "My mom is ugly and mean. She makes me study every day. She's nothing like you."