I lined the fat head of my dick at her gaping hole, held her hips and rammed balls deep into pussy, she groaned out loud but still fucked back onto my...dick. I was fucking her so hard and fast I thought I was going to bang Sharon said stay still, she put her hands on the headboard and said to let her do the work. She was slamming back onto my cock just as hard as I was doing to her. She was fucking me like something had taken over her body. She was moaning and screaming fuck me, fuck me, I want. We surfed around, and watched some reruns of Lost, which were confusing, but good. Throughout the cuddle session, Kristen kept getting closer and sliding her hand closer to my crotch. And believe me- it didn’t go unnoticed. I put one arm around her, and held her hand with my other. I couldn’t help but smile; everything was going to plan. I started to get hard as she slid her hand directly onto my inner thigh in one fluid motion, and she continued rubbing the sensitive area. With my hand, I. They had tried. I had been given dirty books. Nurses and girls had walked around with buttons undone to get me interested. All to no avail. I was upset and wasn't having any of it.I had thought so much about my treatment that I started thinking about what the aliens had done to me. If they had only changed my biologics it would be only a matter of 12 years or so before one of my sons could be used and misused in my stead.They must have passed on my powers genetically. I could see that this was. . not in the least. I looked and saw a figure in shining white, a smile on her face and a certain serenity in her soul. It was ... Mom? Not my adoptive mother, either. Miriam Finkel ... my birth mother. She kissed me, but in a very familial manner, nothing sexual or erotic about it at all.“You can return to what you were doing shortly ... probably even better, once you’ve heard me out. Yes, Isaac, this is me. Your birth mother. Miriam. I know, I know, you’re called Ian now. But to me, you’re my.