She almost instantly grabbed on jacked my foreskin up and down a few times before her hand came to rest on the pre cum mess floating on my balls. The ...et feeling must have brought her to reality. She hesitated a while before cupping my balls. She rolled them lightly squeezing them all the while every now and then and her sexy nails would do a finger walk down my balls and poke my anus. That drove me crazy after ten minutes, she abruptly stopped it and then turned over while letting out little. I continued for a while but stopped, knowing we should talk before I went any further there. I stood up and placed my hard shaft against her hole, pulsating from the excitement. I slowly entered her, it was warm and inviting. We both let out a sigh as I began to steadily get my pace. I grabbed her waist with both hands, admiring her curves and began to pound her like I had wanted all night. I gripped tighter on her waist as I thrust deeper into her. Typically, this would mean I was ready to. We fucked and it didn't cross my mind again until I saw what she was wearing when she came into the room when my buddy Ron was over a month later. She had on hip-hugging sweatshorts and a clingy but loose v-neck top on without a bra. Her long legs led up to beautifully womanly hips and a bubble-butt. Her full and dense C cup breasts hung just a bit but her prominent nipples pointed straight out. When she moved they swayed and their curves strained against the fabric. Holy shit she looked hot.. “What?” I asked, suddenly unable to breathe.Nathan smiled weakly. His eyes were unreadable. I couldn't tell if he was disgusted, hurt, or confused. Probably a mixture of all three. It's not every day you find out that one of your parents wants to boink you, after all. He handed me the journal and stalked silently from my bedroom, shutting the door behind him. I lay back on my bed and read the journal myself, page after page, startled by the revelations told in them.Our mom had wanted to fuck.