While they were making out, he took her hand and shoved it into his pants so she could feel how hard she was making him. When she told me that part, I...asked her, “Was he bigger than me?”The way she said, “Oh, yes!” told me everything I needed to know. Because I knew that I was bigger than the only man who’d been inside her, he was going to be fucking her with a bigger cock than she’d ever had before. That meant he’d be stretching her and filling her in new ways and touching spots I couldn’t. A fucking seventeen year old faggot Fuck Hole!? I made myself a drink and watched him crawl around like that for fifteen minutes. He was sweating and sobbing and drooling and you name it. I then removed my belt and started to whack his teen ass with it to get him moving faster. ?Tired, Shitface? You can do better than that. Keep those legs spread, or so help me God, I will take this belt to your balls! Crawl, Faggot boy. This is your fantasy. ? Poor movie start teenage heartthrob. Pretty good, huh?" Pat laughed. They really had thought of everything. The last gasp lingering hope I held onto would be that the buyers might recognize my face, even in its heavily made up state. But while she was laughing, she had her gun down for a moment. I thought to myself that it was now or never. I rushed her and was able to kick my foot up high enough to strike her shin hard. She dropped the gun, thoroughly startled, and fell over in a pain. I hopped towards the front door, but. "Morning Mom." Jack responded with a big grin on his face. "What a wonderful way to wake up." He knew right then that this was to be a great weekend filled with fucking and sucking his "new girlfriend." He still could not believe that he was having fantastic sex with his own mother.Sharon's guilt about her incestuous relationship with her son didn't bother her as much as she thought it would. It actually tantalized her to be doing something that was thought so morally wrong by the majority. She.