To all those who don’t know what this certain stuff is: This series is about some extreme incest relationship between a boy and his mother. Its incl...des watersports, male humiliation and scatgames, so I recommend the same to you I do to those you don’t like my stuff. If you are not into those kinds of fetishes just don’t read it.To all those who support me:. I know you boys; you start drinking from 15, 16 yrs. plus today is the last day of your private tuition. You won’t disappoint me “She took out the wine glass, and poured the red wine. She was looking straight at me, I could not figure out the nature of her stare. She popped out the strawberry from her wine, placed between her lips, her tongue encircling the perimeter of the fruit. She took my glass of wine, dropped the strawberry into it and pushed it in my direction. She was drunk, but I was. "Robert Dreese." He handed her thecomputer-end of her power cord as she pulled out a laptop smaller andeven more beat-up than his own."So, uh, Robert..." She glanced down at laptop, tapping at her keys. "It'sokay if I call you Robert?"She was worked-up, that much was certain. What was she so skittishabout? It felt like she was treating this before-class introduction asif it was one of the most important interactions ever. He didn't havethe slightest idea why, but he thought he'd try to cut the. Jeff wriggled his hips, feeling his prick-knob move around in her cunthole. He grinned lewdly, his face still smeared with her pussy-juice. He thrust his hips forward just a fraction of an inch and felt her gaping pussyhole open up and swallow his cockhead inside.A look of awe spread over Dianne's face. She had never suspected the inside of her pussy would ever feel anything as stimulating as the hard, hot flesh of her own son's cock."Oh God, Jeffy, yes!" she panted. Her eyes rolled. "Shove.