This started when I was in 12th class. One day, I asked my dad for his phone because I needed to browse something. I was a kind of a curious person so... I opened his phone’s gallery. The starting was filled with site pictures (he’s an engineer) but as I scrolled down, I saw something I never could’ve believed if someone told me. I saw my mom’s nude photos and videos. I had ample knowledge about sex at that stage. Earlier, I used to lust upon girls of my age but now, I lust on my mom. A LOT! It. This caused him even more pleasure, sending him rocketingupward past anything he had ever experienced. "Oh god... I think...Ithink...I'm cumming!!" He screamed in the room. Muscles within thiscurious hole grabbed hold of the vibrating rod, keeping it wedged deepwithin his body as they began to pulse stronger and stronger pleasureinto him. He squealed, a sound he had never made before beforecollapsing on the table, the vibrating rod still wedged deep within him.He didn't see her go, nor did. We also have many past life ties.’ He said: ‘Oh.’ I want back to looking at the pictures. I said: ‘Actually I was just wondering if I have given Ann an unfair advantage.’ He said: ‘How so?’ I replied: ‘We used real studio lighting while all the other pictures were shot with on-camera flash. That makes a real difference.’ He asked: ‘Are you a professional?’ I answered: ‘No. Just a serious amateur.’ He said: ‘Nonetheless, you do beautiful work.’ I responded: ‘Thank you. I really enjoy taking. Only she and her husband can affect me that way. It was nothing to me, honest. No bother at all.”“Mother. Let it go. This is real. She hasn’t, and doesn’t, and won’t, let it bother her.” She looked over at Connie, sitting by Jenny. “Slave. Do we need to show my mother what ‘Anything’ means? Put this to bed once and for all?”“Your call, Ma’am. Not for me to decide,” Connie answered.“Mother. What would you say if I told my slut to kiss Jenny in front of you.”“Kiss? Not much. Girls kiss all the.