So absorbed in this, I hadn't heard the unexpected return of my mother who'd left only minutes ago. She had left her wallet sitting on the dresser in ...er bedroom, remembering she had done so, and then returning in order to retrieve it.She had reached the upper landing of the stairs without my having heard her. As she headed down the hallway towards her bedroom, she naturally passed by the open door where I currently stood, still stroking myself, eyes closed, and completely oblivious to her. I kissed her supple neck, as she held on to my shoulders. I grunted with each thrust of my hips. It didn’t take much and she was wrapping her legs around my waist, shaking and trembling, as she dug her manicured finger tips into my bare shoulders. I had the hots for her mother, but since she wasn’t home, her wickedly hot teenage daughter would have to suffice. I shot my load deep inside of her, with such force that I was sure it would come out her nostrils. She shook and trembled as I unloaded. Mom, it’s Uncle Eric.” The last sentence was shouted, but Stan had taken the phone away from his mouth, so it came over the phone at less volume than the first. The rap of the phone being set down, and then a wait.“Eric?”“Rachel. There’s been a slight change in plans.”“She’s thrown you over.”“No. Slighter than that. There is a rehearsal the night before. It’s at 7:00, and I’d like you to be there. I called Mom and Dad, but I got the answering machine. Anyway, I’d like you to be there, but I. ..IT. Raising myself an inch, or was it a foot?I gritted my teeth and closed my eyes ? a last look at that grinning, red,sweaty face of my bastard uncle, and then?down! I forced myself down onto thatevil cock?feeling that thin membrane of flesh?that child?s safety barrier?mywomanhood - tear like a rip in my soul. The instant of pain, of agony and itwas gone ? my weight driving the full length of the shaft deep inside myruptured sex. I nearlyfainted. Perhaps for an instant I did pass out. But.