He kept one hand through the knot, twisting it like a tourniquet as the other hand fucked her. He would’ve put his whole fist in there, but he could...’t get the angle. She gritted her teeth and dry screamed into the ground. Her tears soaked into the cold earth as her eyes moved in and out of focus. He held his hand up to look at his soaked fingers. He licked the side of his index finger and was pleased.“You must take pretty good care of yourself to taste this good.” He pushed his fingers back. Once we reached our farm land, I quickly parked the bike grabbed my mom’s hand and literally dragged her to the pump shed. Mom didn’t stop me this time, I could see lust dancing in her eyes too. Finally after one long year of holding off, mom I was about to make mine.I opened the door of the little shed, and saw uncle working at the pump set. Immediately all my energy came down, and I was in complete shock.“Oh, hey. What are you doing here? Didn’t go to the temple?” Uncle asked me. I was too. They thought I was asleep I guess." Geeze," said Jim Morris."By the time my father figured out what the noises were, it was too late. He made the man leave, go to a motel or something. It was pretty loud." Damn," said Jim.They were quiet for a while, finishing their food and beer. Vixen didn't tell the young man that the visitor was far from the first man who had fucked her that summer nor would he be the last. As she now recalled the incident, when the man left, her father mounted her and. My mom helped me pack my bags. My dad was to arrive in an hour. My mom asked me for a quick fuck before my dad came.Without a second thought, I removed my clothes and started fucking her.We were making love right till my dad rang the doorbell when my mom put on her nightie and opened the door. I quickly wore my boxers and T-shirt. My dad came in and said, “Isn’t that too less of clothes for a mother and son to wear?”My mom changed the topic and said that her friend Maya was to come to pick me.