Pin any name you want on me, I loved sex then. I still do. I can hardly wait to tell daddy about Douglas and I.I first realized I wanted my son in bed...when he was 13. That doesn't begin to explain what I mean. I wanted to consume my son sexually. He was a big boy for his age and he matured very early. I watched my son in the shower, in bed in the morning, I watched him masturbate whenever I could. I loved the look of his cock. I touched it a few mornings while he was still asleep, I even took. Then she giggled nervously while her hand stroked the warm sheath between his hindquarter. Her fingers wanted to feel that thing that had teased her so lately. Now, she was close and her heart thumped.Tex grunted and plopped down from her onto the floor. Then lifting one hind leg he'd began licking where she'd aroused him.She felt guilty and embarrassed; but watched intently.They'd never done anything like this before.Her little brown Boxer with a stumpy tail had been for her tenth birthday. I just wish I could get away somewhere different. I could go down to Joliet, but I'm not in the mood to get the-prodigal-daughter-returns treatment from my mother. I got enough of that at Christmas." "Sounds like cabin fever." Well, it was the end of February and the winters in Michigan are colder and seem longer than I was used to in Illinois. Cabin fever is a good name for the desire to get away from the confinement of dreary weather. I could tell he was thinking about what to say next. He. There he shifted to one finger, and slid down my ass to my love hole. He probed gently, entering to the first knuckle and pumping lightly. I involuntarily raised my ass to meet his fuck finger. When I was on my knees and very near his head he planted a few kisses on my ass and then squirted the lube into the valley that would soon be his. "Lay on your side, my brother, my lover." I turned toward the wall and he lay down behind me. I felt his cock press against my back. It was so long, so hard..