He knows in the back of his mind that this is wrong, that sons don’t fuck their mothers, that this is incest. He knows that his mother is fighting w...thin herself to not give in to her sexual desires. But, he can’t help himself he loves his mother and he loves her body. He opens his door and creeps across the hall, pauses at his mother and father’s bedroom door then softly knocks, as before he doesn’t wait for an answer before opening the door. Mostly because he is afraid his mother will. After 30 minutes of this she pulled my cock toward our dog who sniffed at it and gave the head a little lick. My wife gave a slight moan and began jerking my cock off a little faster. I pretended not to notice and kept reading my book and my erection became stronger. Over the next 10 or 15 minutes my wife kept enticing the dog to lick my cock. My wife finally got so hot about it that she put down her book and stood up and took off her underwear from under her dress. She sat on my cock an we. She drew her skirt up above her waist. She wasn't wearing any panties--she seldom did around the house--and Jake gazed down at her crotch with undisguised lust. Martha's cunt mound was a luxuriant triangle of curly blonde hair and through that bushy tangle her cuntlips could be seen, pink and inviting. Her clit stood out clearly, tingling and throbbing. Cuntjuice seeped down into the crack of her uplifted ass and soaked the cushion under her. She jerked her hips invitingly."Shove that big prick. She sucked his cock till he filled her mouth with cum and he then sucked and bit on her enormous tits because her big tits was why he fucked her every day. She was just a c***d when the pimp offered her to him. He pulled down her top and showed him her huge tits. She was then just his from that day forward. She was young and so small with those melon sized tits. He had not fucked his wife since he made this c***d his mistress.When the wife got in her car she drove a block and took off her bra.