He tried to push her off, but her knee was set so that hecouldn't. His throat bobbed when he was forced to swallow."What the fuck was that?" He demand...d, pushing her off finally when hecould speak. Karen didn't see a need to keep it down. There would be lessof a show if she did. "And why the fuck are you smiling?" His handsballed into fists. There was so much he didn't want to resort to. Yet hercocky attitude wasn't helping his temper.That strange look of satisfaction on his wife's face wasn't. I believe it’s what some people in the incest community call ‘being bred’ and I wanted it badly. I wanted my teenage son, who I’d fallen in love with, to breed me with his large, meaty penis.My typical day revolved around my son, like you’d expect most mother’s lives would, but not in the way you’d expect. When I wasn’t submitting to him and calling him cute names like ‘daddy’, ‘sweetie’, and ‘baby’, I’d be cooking for him, cleaning, going to the gym to stay sexually attractive for him,. " ... and?" Meredith pressed."Me and my mom," Erin whispered. "She and a girl she met at the contest -- not Renee -- talked us into trying some ... things." Not surprised," Meredith said. "Erin knows Renee, my older sister, was the same way after that contest. But she's left me alone after I gave her a bloody nose. On vacation this summer, she tried again and I threatened to pop her boobs like two big balloons." Yeah, but you still drool over those big balloons," Angelina said."Do not. She let. He quickly pulled his clothes off exposing the athletic body of a 26 year old man. His dark skin seemed to enhance the reflections of the flickering light. Together we started exploring her entire body together. The sexual energy and the pulsing of her body directed our touch. The sensations often became too much for her to take and pushed her to the edge of what she knew of pleasure. We did not stop, we continued to explore. I vividly remember he had worked his way slowly down her body, the.