I felt ashamed. I’d jerked off my own son! Incest was never in my thoughts when I’d stroked Michael to orgasm and then cleaned the cum from his bo...y and mine. It wasn’t sexual to me. And yet, I knew I could never talk to anyone about those moments. What we’d done was illegal in several ways. He was my son. He was fifteen. He couldn’t really consent, legally or emotionally.I felt numb for a while even as I went through the day, feeding us both and doing some cleaning around the house. Incest. I. Working down to my butt again he poured oil in my crack and massaging it slowly up and down teasing my hole and finaly putting a finger in me slowly rubbing my prostate. I was in extacy and wanted to be fucked NOW. He pulled his finger out and told me to roll on my back. He told me he had a suprise and walked in the next room coming back with a mechanical fucking machine that had an 8" thick dildo on it. With a smile he asked "want to take a ride" I could not say yes fast enough and found. He was even more obese naked. He started stroking his cock and I could see that it was not quite as long as Tylers, but it was very black and very thick. It reminded me of those Hickory Farms sausage sticks everyone buys during the holidays. He told Amanda to lay down on the couch and spread her lips for him. Amanda looked at Tyler who just nodded at her. Amanda laid down and pulled her cunt lips open as Frank knelt down above her and lined up his thick pole with my wifes dripping pussy, I. “And this is what I have to endure to spend time with you. It’s worth it ... to me, and I think to you.”“You can’t say things like that when I can’t properly show my happiness,” Liz said, leaning forward slightly. Her eyes were wide and her tongue was trapped between her teeth. The flashes went off again and she sat back in her chair.“If things move forward with us, I’ll get more comfortable and it won’t be so awkward,” I said.“If?” Liz asked, lifting her eyebrows slightly. “You go from telling.