"God, that just sounds nasty!", I thought to myself. At least I hadn't woke up to find my hands touching my mother where I shouldn't be. That had happ...ned more then just a couple times. At those times, I would ever so slowly move them from impropriety, with the utmost care. I was sure if my mother, the very proper Lorna Hagen were to awake and find my hand anywhere near her breasts or God forbid her vaginal region she would have been consumed by shame.It was bad enough that I was laying here in. "Don't be such a prude," she chided him good-naturedly. "It's been almost five hours since I nursed Marie and my breasts are getting a little full and sore." MOTHER," he sputtered, turning bright red, "you're embarrassing me." Okay, Mr. Prude," she laughed, opening her door. "Let's get this car unloaded."Wayne stepped out into the rain, grateful for anything that would hide his crimson face. His face was so hot, he thought he could feel steam rising from it... He couldn't believe his mother. You may not enjoy all of this attention, but you will be rewarded with a place by His side for eternity. A bride you will be, to further His line." Chanting again, he tilted the bottle and tiny drops of cold red wine splattered upon Lita's flesh.The robes were removed and the priests approached. They touched her body, drawing circles in the wine, pulling it along her skin as if she were a canvas upon which they painted. She watched fearfully as their huge cocks bobbed up and down but she felt. Her moans were so vibrant and emotion filled that I knew that she needed this more than me.Ms. Brisk went on like this for 10 more minutes before she started cumming all over me while my dick was still inside of her. She started to pant heavily and her glasses became quite crooked. I moved up and fixed them and she replies a quick thank you. She then slowly pulls herself off of my dick and kisses my cheek. I get up and she bends over on the desk. "Josh...can you please put it in my ass?". Her.