We kissed again and went out there holding hands. We sat down on the other couch and faced the music. “So yesterday you two started having sex?” M...ria asked. “Yes,” Ray replied. “Do you think we're mad?” Jim asked. “You gave us that impression,” I replied. They were silent for a minute, torturing us as if we were in Hostel with their eyes and they were enjoying it. “Well, we're not mad, we're happy,” Maria said. We just looked at each other for a minute with confused faces. “You are happy?” I. Assault.”Her eyes lit up when he mentioned sexual culture then frowned at the mention of assault. “I am a student of sexual history and can tell you much about sexual culture. When you say assault, you mean the use of force, correct?” He nodded, uncomfortable. “Has anyone been hurting my girls?” she said in a heated tone.“No, no.” Axel waved his hands. “It’s this girl I met, well, I met her a while ago but only got to know her now. She was captured by the bandits and escaped with our help. Was he?Dave's mind was fighting a mental war. He finally decided he had two options. Option one was retreat - cut his loses before Ann saw his faults, end this before Ann hurt him. He could drown himself in his golf and never give anyone a chance to hurt him ever again. Option two was aggressive - show Ann that he could be special. Show her his traits he thought important - honesty, dedication, trust, loyalty, and, most importantly, friendship. Dave's mind jumped from option to option until he. He groaned from my tightness and heat. Pushing in he was able to get deeper. Slow in and out strokes helped. The reality of me being his Mother was not slowing him down. He hit bottom with about an inch of his big cock left to go. I felt so full and I grabbed his ass to urge him on. This was so surreal and yet I knew this was what I had wanted all along. I didn't care about how taboo this was. My Son was fucking me with his big cock and I was about to cum.I guess he was thinking straight on.