We would have the house to ourselves all day long. Tom would have me walk out to the boathouse with him and suck him off or bend over and give him ser...ice for a quick fuck. Sometimes I did that two or three times a day. At least once a day, she wanted me to fuck her pussy.At the boathouse, in the bathroom, once at the kitchen table. She would say to give my pussy a good loving, baby, give mama a love load and then she lift up her skirt, with no panties on underneath, or drop her tight shorts. Morales is a good man, no matter what happened in the past.” The last few words were choked out as tears streamed down her face.“Jas, I...”She sucked in a shuddering breath. “Let’s finish our meal before it gets cold,” she said while handing his almost-finished plate back to him.The two completed their meal and cleaned up, both feeling depressed. When they finished, Morales turned to her. “Jas, I love you so much, but the General will never let...”Jasmine reached to put a hand on either of his. And kept going till I was buried to the hilt.As the slow and steady love making started to turn into a raw animalistic fuck session as my mother wrapped her legs around my hips and started clawing my back with her nails, and broke the kiss screaming “fuck yes baby!!!! Fuck mommy’s cunt, knock mommy up with your cum!!!!” I grabbed her by her firmly…and slammed her into the wall with each thrust as she took that chance to kiss, lick and bite my neck and rocking her hips to match my rhythm. I felt. Would that… would that be okay?’ I watched her expectantly. Instead of answering, she slowly picked up the tray and set it down on the nightstand. Then she pulled away the blanket. It was almost funny that I felt myself blush when her eyes roamed all over my body. She sighed, lying down next to me and running a hand through my hair. ‘Oh Bunnie, you’re so right. We should have talked instead of assuming.’ Her soft kiss on the tip of my nose made me giggle. ‘Do you really want to know what I’m.