He came sitting next to me, and before I knew he was kissing me and undressing me... I did not know how to react first but he forced me down on the c...ach and put a piece of cloth in my mouth so I couldn't shout. He opened my legs and forced himself into me. I don't know why, but it felt good. My pussy was wet, probably still because on the way to Carla's home I was rubbing my cunt on the cycle-seat while imagining what I would do with Carla.He raped me, but in the end the piece of cloth was. I don’t know where I’d be without it. At this point, you’re probably wondering,- Nicole, what is your book about anyway? You’ve already told us it wasn’t about your relationship with your mother, and it isn’t about your painting career. Does it have a point, and are you ever going to get to it? The answer, my friend is likely as not, no. If there is a point, I may never get around to telling you just what it is because I’m kind of like that. I’m not really good at getting to the point, as you. I might have just been paranoid being half naked right now, so I kept cleaning. I pulled out the mop and finished cleaning the linoleum floor. Then my legs got too hot, so I slipped off my jean shorts too. I bent down to pull them off my ankles, sticking my ass in the air, the only thing covering them was a pink and yellow lace panties. I stood up and saw something in the window again, but once again, I turned to see it, and it was gone. I fought with myself trying to believe that I wasn't. ” Josh watched her son’s eyes roll back slightly as she felt his grip tighten on her breasts. His cock began to swell.“Oh God! Fuck! I’m coming!”Lisa’s hands sped up as she pumped the cum out of her son’s balls and cock. Her boobs now felt like they were caught in a vice as Josh’s whole body seemed to tense up.When she was satisfied she had milked out every drop, she released him and he fell back against the shower wall. “Wow, Mom. Thanks.”Lisa gave him a kiss on the cheek as she slid behind.