”“If she really loved him, my cock wouldn't have done shit,” I said. “She was unhappy and I gave her a taste of joy. Just like I did for you.�...�Mom swallowed. “That's... true. But they could have worked things out. They could have had a chance before you ruined them with your futa-cock. How can any woman go back to a man after having you, Sky?”“Or you, Mom?” I arched an eyebrow. “Aoi and Georgia will never be good, Christian women. Never marry a guy and have the white picket fence and 2.5. I sat quietly, unseen as the act was committed, not traumatized, as so called experts are keen to evolve, more fascinated to see how I came about, but even more, as the man inside my mother that day, was my Uncle frank, daddy’s b*****r, banging my pretty mother. But mother was a woman, and I have always feared, that I too would go that way, who had a dark passion for sex, and soon, she was allowing other men into her life and her pussy in equal amounts, until the inevitable happened, she was. Morning came and I was up making breakfast when Morgan appeared" morning mum " morning love, what are you doing today" oh I have work early this afternoon then IL be home that's all " what about you mum " oh just housework dear" ok im going to shower IL speak later mum, just then I had a text message arrive on my mobile" ahh that must be my husband I thought, no it was from a number I didn't recognise" hello jenny my white married cunt, I loved using you yesterday and I want some more be at. One day i asked her for her nude photos (below neck) to which she refused first but later she mailed it to me. I spent hours gazing at her pics. She was a dolly, she got a nice pair of tits and the part down there was covered with her bush that was enough to drive my cock crazy, from that moment I just started dreaming to love her, i used to get excited and happy when i thought about her. One fine day she told me that she is coming to Sagar University in Sagar district in a college campaign,.