We'd moved the mattresses downstairs. The floors shone with their new finish, the sun beat through the windows — we opened the inner doors and an ou...er window for fresh air.Sigrid wore a white Mexican wedding dress made of alternating bands of starched white cotton and wide lace through which her skin glowed. Tom wore a boring old blue suit, but no one had been able to talk him out of it. Actually, he looked great.The minister stood to the side of the fire we'd laid just because it looks so. I woke up in midnight hearing loud voices from my mom’s room. I slowly stood up and quietly went to her room. It was the first site which made me wet from the stomach (I have been watching all those films from a very early age). My mom was there on her bed, with her legs wide open and her hand dildoing her cunt furiously. She was moaning ecstatically. And to my horror she even moaned my name once. It was an odd feeling of my mom fantasizing about me. Unable to hide the excitement, I didn’t know. It was a driving, plundering, thoughtless taking of her. I was like the first australopithecine male who discovered pair bonding. I was possessing her with my cock, marking her with my seed. I was shouting from my soul that this woman belongs to me and nobody else! I was hammering my cock into her helpless pussy, brutally assaulting this bewitching creature. She tried to protest initially. I heard her say, “No, wait. Ouch, it hurts. No. No. Oh my God! Oh my God. Oh God! Oh GOD!”Soon she stopped. I spent extra time circling his hairy nipples with my tongue as they got rock hard. I worked my way down and licked around his belly button and eventually licked down his happy trail. I sat up and grabbed at his bulge with both my hands. He was rock hard and I could feel the heat radiating through his pants. I unzipped his nice dress pants and pulled back his jockstrap. His cock was the hardest i'd ever felt it in my hands. I gave a little lick to the head of his cock and his whole body seemed.