His lips closing over mine as he ground his hips into me. Pleasure was washing over me. I began moaning into his mouth. Lifting one of my legs, I sett...ed him more squarely between my thighs, loving the feel of his erection rubbing against my clitoris. Juices mixing as the lustful fever took over. Driving home in the heat of passion, I was stretched to accommodate his girth. Moving in hard, pounding thrusts, he sent me over the edge again and again. His fucking felt like it very well might kill. In about two seconds, I was as hard as could be. I knew this was wrong,that I should not be in bed with my mother, and I knew that if I were, Icertainly should not be getting hard. But I was. And I was very nervousabout what would happen next. I guess I expected her to tell me I shouldgo back down to my bedroom. But that was not what happened. Instead, Ialmost felt her pushing her beautiful round behind back into me, offeringthe resistance I normally got from my blanket. This was almost. The come beginning to dry, but still glistening on your flesh. I moved towards you and began to kiss you deeply, my tongue pushing into the warmth of your mouth. I broke the kiss and started to move downwards kissing your neck on the journey to your breasts. A hand came up and gently pushed my head downwards. I reached your tits and began to lick greedily at the come that covered them. I lapped up the sweet, salty liquid, it’s unfamiliar taste filling my mouth.You sighed audibly and began to. But I'd always secretly lusted after her.The biggest shock was Stacy. I hadn't seen her since she was a little girl. She reminded me of her mom when she was that age. Stacy had long blonde hair, the same brown eyes, and one hell of a compact little body."Hey, Uncle Jax!" Stacy said when she came into the kitchen.Mom had named me Jaxon for some reason. I didn't care for it, but I'd been stuck with it."Hi, Stacy,” I replied and put my arms out for a hug.Stacy gave me a tight hug, and I could feel.