. no, I mean... how did you do this!" cried a frantic Jill. "I'm you're mother, Randy. How could you fuck your mother!" "Mom I've dreamed of fucking y...u all my life," Randy answered as he felt his penis slowly stiffen again. "Randy this was so wrong. You forced me to commit i****t with my own son, lectured Jill. Get off me, Randy get up!" "No Mom, this was right. You give me a hard-on every time you're near me. Like now," the horny son moaned as he again began to fuck his penis in and out of. Aaaauauaah…...Tears were running down Shannon’s face and dripping on her breasts. Dave was laughing maniacally.“Knock it off asshole.” yelled at Dave.He looked at me shocked. He could see the rage in my eyes. I am much bigger and stronger than Dave and he knew that I could have pounded him to a pulp if I chose to. I would have ended this torture sooner had it not been for my respect for Shannon’s commitment to be his property.Dave eased up on the gas and continued cautiously down the rutted. .." Wynne stuttered, a little overwhelmed at the thought, and notsure what to say. The leather creaked beneath her as she shiftedposition."What kind of clothes did you want to try?" offered Amanda.Wynne paused to think for a moment. The sounds of the traffic outsidegrew louder and then faded again."Well, I thought something elegant" said Wynne, again illiciting nods andsmiles from Amanda. "Feminine, but not over the top. Maybe a skirt...kneelength perhaps, a blouse?"Amanda's smile broadened. "I. Marcus let himself into his flat and made straight for the shower, he could still smell Miranda's scent on him and although he would have loved nothing more than to go to his bed smelling of her – he knew that he needed to get some sleep, and that that would be impossible if all he could think of was her. As though a shower could wash her away!He knew that his feelings for her had developed into something more than just friendship – or lust.He knew that he wanted to take their relationship to.