I was the first person my sister told; I was so thrilled for her and told her that I would be glad to be her wet nurse again. In truth little Jacob w...s all but weaned off my milk now but it was still as copious in my breasts as the day he was born.Little Harmony was born nine moons later. She was such a tiny little thing but she suckled on my nipples with a hunger that surpassed her elder brother. She quickly grew big and strong on my milk and I doted upon her as if she were my own. She was. “This will never be large enough,” she said, and my roasting pan disappeared and shortly another pan appeared in her hands.“This will be large enough, but I’ll need to cut the roast in two for it to fit,” she told me, and turning to the roast, she said something as she raised her arm. As she brought her arm down past the roast again a bright light emerged from her fingers and cut the roast in half, startling me greatly.“That’s better,” Margie said, as she called the salt and pepper to her to. I couldn't stop coming. This isn't the first time I have done this though. A single mother needs her release. And what's better than thinking of your own son while fucking yourself?My son Timothee was a MAN. At the tender age of 20, he was almost 6 feet and 170 pounds with a body of a Greek god. He was a hunk. A fucking masterpiece I gave birth to and raised. I have a right over him and it is his duty to pleasure me right?He always had a string of girls attached to him and every night he fucked. Daddy was really going at it now at full pace. I felt embarrassed by my screams and so I reached for the cushion and put my face in it to muffle the screaming. “Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck”, my voice was saying in the cushion. I was having the best doggy style fuck of my life. It was surreal, I was living the dream. Then all of a sudden, Daddy slapped my ass. I yelped. I was so overwhelmed with passion, I thought I was going to faint.I screamed in pleasure as a torrent of juices erupted.