I also began to realize another desire lurking somewhere deep in the back of my muddled brain. I wanted to make my mother pregnant. I wanted to watch ...er belly grow with our baby. I wanted to watch our child slide from the same pussy that I’d come from. I wanted to suckle from one life giving breast as our child suckled from the other. I must have been projecting. Mom looked up at me and said, ‘I’m not taking anything and it’s the right time of the month. Let’s make a baby.’ Now I was on a. I couldn’t stop cumming in her. Amy stayed right on me until I was done. Then she got off, sucked my cock clean, and pushed a tampon up into her pussy.She smiled at me and said, “Leakage.”I smiled. I guess that is why girls carry pocketbooks. I wondered what else she had in there.After we had gotten in the car and were on our way, Amy said, “Mom, thanks for flashing him your panties. That did the trick.”Her mother asked, “Did you two do it in the theater?”Amy said, “Yes, we did, and it didn’t. To keep going?” she said.Art touched his nose again. “There’s something going on down here. You don’t want to know what it is?”“I d-do, b-b-b-b-b—”Matt set his hand on her shoulder, and winked. “Relax, we’ll be fine.”She punched him in the chest, and pointed up at the sign. “That is n-not fine!” And if Jacob found her snooping through his stuff, she doubted that would go well at all. Or, maybe it would? He might enjoy her brazen disregard for his superiority.Art gave her a small shove, and she. "She marched into his room in midafternoon, after they both finished class."OK, Snugglebear, up and at 'em." Huh?" Get up. Get out of bed. Get your skates. We've got ice time." I'm not skating." Fuck you, you're not skating." She went to his bed and ripped the covers off. "UP!" She went over to his closet, and dug out his skates. "Where are your practice outfits?" Dammit, Sophia, I am not ready to go back on the ice!" The doctor said you could go back on the ice two weeks ago." He was still.