Mum started it by pulling her dress right up over her thighs almost as soon as we left the jetty, not to be outdone, Karen pulled hers up but also fli...ked it out from beneath herself so that she sat with her naked bottom adding to the luster of the highly polished wooden seat."Well," mum laughed. "I never imagined that I'd be jealous of a wooden seat."Turning to mum, Karen kissed her tenderly on the lips and laid a hand on her inner thigh."Don't be jealous Kelly," she said softly, "I've. Oh fuck! Oh bloody hell! Oh my God. Oh yes! Oh yes!”The feelings were building inside her and she loved the tingling going from her belly and spreading through her. She couldn’t believe this was happening. Her son was fucking her and she was loving every thrust of it.“Please Andy! Please don’t cum inside….Oh Yes! Oh that’s right. Just there. Oh my God Yes! Fuck me! Fuck me hard, son. Fuck mummy like a cheap and dirty fucking whore. Yes! Yes! YEEEESSSSSSSS!”Even at the peak of her. Ush bowl mein tel tha. Maa ne tel aapni chut mein lagai aur phir aapne bade bande mumme pe lagane lagi. Mumme pe lagane ke baad aapni badi badi Chutado pe tel lagane lagi.phir maa ne bengan pe tel lagai aur dhire dhire aapne chut mein lene lagi. Bich bich mein aapne haato se aapni mumme dabane lagti.Yeh sab dhek ke mera haal behhal ho raha tha. Maan tor kaar raha tha ki jake maa ko chood doon.Maa ne utna bada bengan aapni chut mein le li aur uff aah aahhhhh karne lagi. Pura bengan andar leti. At least you don't need to wear one of those garish ankle monitors. Still, the situation itself is an insult.Maybe you could've seen this coming, maybe not. You were never all that great at reading women, isolated as you were growing up. High school was a bit of a shock, and given your lack of socialization, the logical thing to do was retreat into yourself. And yeah, that painted you as kind of a weirdo. So did all the damn straight A's you seemed to get. You were slated for valedictorian for.