I was in heaven. My cock buried deep inside my own Mother’s cunt, my birth place. All the fantasies which I had about my Mother rushed through my mi...d. At last I had fulfilled my deepest desire. I am fucking my own Mother. My rock hard cock moved in and out of my Mother’s wet cunt easily. She hugged me closely and kissed me deeply. Returning Mother’s kiss, I fucked my Mother deeply. Soon wet sound began coming from Mother’s cunt in tune with my fucking. The obscene sound increased my lust. I. Two, then assess, then two more, then assess, and so on. And make sure that pistol is pointed down range at all times when the safety is disengaged.”“Got it.”“Then fire two rounds.”I aligned the front sight with the red area and squeezed the trigger, adjusted for the recoil, then squeezed the trigger again.“You’re low, and to the left,” Clayton said. “Adjust your aim and fire two more rounds.”I did as he asked.“Better. Fire two rounds, pause, assess, then two more, then pause, assess, and. What I had seen was also so highly erotic that I had masturbated and made a mess which I cleaned with a handkerchief. After my orgasm, I felt disgust with myself, my mother and James, so returned to Jo's place. Instead of the couch I entered her bedroom and curled up beside her in bed. The more I thought about it the sadder I became which made me weep. This woke Jo who cuddled me and asked the cause of my sadness."His cock" I answered, "she loves his monster cock!" David, have you been spying. I was having multiple dry orgasms.Then I heard the door open and saw his boyfriend enter the room. He was shocked to see the scene – the tape of us fucking last night and on the bed, his girlfriend fucking me with a strap-on with me shuddering under her as did under him last night.She pulled out and got up, I fell back on the bed.“Hey, baby, I caught your slut, it seems you got trapped huh” she laughed.He kept silently staring at the scene, unable to say much.“It’s okay baby, this is way too.