Whimpering with my need now, I whisper, "Please." "Please, what?" you ask, making me beg for it. "Please. Pleaaase," I plead. You rub your cock acro...s my lips again in response. "Tell me what my girl wants," you demand of me. "Please fuck me!" I beg. And you do. Sinking into my wet pussy, you fill me tight. I rock back against you, as you grasp my hips and thrust, claiming your prize. "Dirty girl," you groan, "My slutty angel." My tits bounce with each thrust, jiggling under my shirt. I. I also knew that the woman is also my mother and she will not accept me as her sex partner. I somehow had to convince her that I am willing to fill her when she needs a fill and I am sure she will not accept it if I propose to her. So the best thing would be to force her the first time. Once she gets laid forcibly, she will accept the situation and allow me to be her lover. The idea, as I was thinking, shot my whole blood of my body into my dick as I felt it acknowledging my thoughts.I slowly. After we played for about 20 minutes, I asked him, “Do you wanna jerk off now? I’m pretty horny right now.” “Sure!” he replied, with a really eager and excited face.We sat on the couch in his room. The past two times we messed around we sat on there also, now it had almost become routine. We gave each other quick glances, and we went ahead and pulled our pants down. I looked at Ben’s dick, which was already hard. His nice, cut cock was hard and it looked delicious. It was about 7 inches, maybe. .. I love you so much!"Before anything more was said I was there next to her, hugging her carefully."Ryan ... is that you? How can you be here? What's happened?"I pulled away and looked at her. I could not see anything wrong with her face or head – though her hair was a bit messed up. The gown ... which must have been given to her at the hospital ... was much too big for her. Still, I could see that there was some bruising in her arms and legs, and probably in other places, too."What do you.