Patrick.””Right don’t talk him death then Sophie,” Mr. Patrick said sarcastically. Sophie just let out a grunt, and a small smile, as if to sa... ‘fuck off dad’. Mr. and Mrs. Patrick walked out the front door, mumbling at each other, and shouting that they might be late tonight. Ben sat down on a chair in the living room, and started to watch the TV, a documentary of the sexual cycle of the Hippo. ‘Oh brilliant’ thought Ben to himself. He looked at Sophie, as she watched the TV intently, she was. You know it's a wedding cake, because what other occasion do people get a cake with more than one story?” Travis asked.“I couldn't tell you that,” I replied.We settled on a two story cake, he was right, it was perfect for us. I liked it being small, maybe people didn't know we were mother and son, but who cares, right? Also, at the same time, I was also wondering if we'd get some more news soon: was I pregnant? I knew we'd find out in the coming weeks if I was, but I tried to stay focused on. 2 minutes later I was starled again, not by Lou falling over but by her hands. One was on my lap and one was stroking my wet hair."I saw you looking at me" she exclaimed.her long wet hair was clingy to her face and down the front of her heavy chest, framing her wanderful big titties like and picture frame."Sorry I didnt mean to stare. Just you look so sexy all wet with your clothes clinging to you. I didnt mean to perve" its ok, I kind of liked it" Lou explained."I'm Lou and you are?" about to. She continued to shag me kiss and lick my cock. My sperm began to rise."MAMTA, I AM COOMMMIIIINNNNGGGGG," I shouted and pushing hard down her throat lubricated it with my cum.After we had caught our breath, I said, "Have I lubricated your throat well." "Yes, your cum is delicious," she giggled."Alright, now continue your story," I said."Where was I... Oh yes... You are mistaken. I will tell you what happened with me," I said, "Like Shobha, I was brought here on my fourteenth birthday. I was.