When she'd finally succumbed to a work colleague's invitation to join him for a drink her stomach had turned and churned with trepidation for days aft...rwards. Was she doing the right thing? Would Ian mind? What should she wear? These immediate questions and a thousand others had run through her troubled mind from the moment Annette had acquiesced to James' invitation, but now the moment of truth had arrived.Ian watched his mother standing nervously while she waited for her admirer to arrive.. He managed to push more of his hot meat into my wet cunt even though I didn't think I could take anymore of his hard flesh. The head of his cock poked at the entrance to my womb and my insides became alive with a mixture of pleasure and pain. He managed to wedge the head of his cock against my cervix and was straining to push it into my womb. I could not imagine taking anymore cock into my body but I pushed back against his every thrust. I felt my cunt lips spreading to accept the immense girth. I tossed back a solid slug of scotch as soon as I hit my front door—OK, it was 8:30 in the morning, but what the hell, it was the end of my work day—and grabbed a quick snack of crackers and cheese, and then I hit the rack, hard.And, usually, long; I was ordinarily not up until 4:00 or so. But with the memory of last night I was awake at 12:30 and by 1:00 I gave up on sleeping and got my butt out of bed.I didn't take a newspaper; my weird hours didn't cater to it. So my usual routine was to run. ” The both took a shower together and promised to keep things quite just between the two of them. Ellen the next morning was sitting at the kitchen table with a glass of milk in complete distress as to what she allowed to happen yesterday between her and her nephew. Ellen considered this morning to be the worst one in her whole life, hangover, depression, shame and remorse were tearing her soul apart. Ellen hadn’t seen her sister’s return last night and now she was extremely scared and ashamed.