Just be kind. I love you so much."He lay beside her, his arm under her neck, the other rubbing from her neck, to her thighs, felling the smooth, soft ...lesh. She had one arm under his head, pulling him in to kiss, her tongue darting in and out of his mouth, pressing her kips to his face, his eyes, and his lips. One leg was over his butt, her pubic mound touching his abdomen, her leg rubbing across him, making him even more, if it were possible, excited for her. His hand came around to squeeze. “Most vendors don't like those either, but at least Smashwords and Barnes&Noble don't seem to have any problems with it, and they've become a little popular there as well. For a test, I've written a few incest stories, which weren't all that successful, and didn't give me as much either. So I'll probably stick to things that turn me on myself.”I spun again and this time managed to get the bottle neck to point a little bit more to her than to me. “There we go,” I said happily. “Start undressing,. He was convinced that he was going to make his hot mom his sex slave. She was definitely stupid and naïve enough to fall into his trap.There was only one problem, his asshole of a dad. For as long as he could remember, his dad, with his ‘jock’ like persona would make fun of him. Of how he was a virgin, of how he lived at home, of how he spent all of his time on the internet. Despite being an asshole, his dad was smart. He was the breadwinner of the family, and he kept a close eye on his wife.. She whimpered when he pulled out suddenly, surprised by the emptiness in her belly. She opened her eyes again, squinting in the bright light. He knelt between her legs, his lean stomach and broad chest gleaming with sweat. The aura that surrounded him burned with shifting color, now pulsing violently with vibrant reds and glowing violets. His penis seemed immense as it jutted in the air over her, growing longer and thicker as though reflected in a funhouse mirror. The room was spinning. She.