We spent most days of our days, together at the beach, or just hanging out. How we got to the point where we started to experiment sexually grew over ...ime. He would comment here or there, always saying he would suck my cock or I could suck his, but really I thought he was joking. Well, at least at first. All those comments, so often, made me think about it more and more. I was, or became, curious. We were just teens, just horny teens.His sister Cindy was younger than me and I was younger than. I felt shocked, hearing my own son, balls deep in his mothers pussy, complimenting her tight pussy and sounding like he was bragging. The pussy, nineteen years previously opened up, to give birth to him. Then I heard my other son Chuck. Suck my cock mom. I looked up to see he had pulled his large cock out until only his cock head was in her mouth. My real amazement was seeing Sandy sticking her tongue out and was licking along his cock shaft. She was massaging and rubbing her own large breasts. The dress fit her like a glove and since she was walking across the grass with no shoes he caught glimpses of the black fish net stockings. Not a sound was heard from the guest (there weren’t many). When she reached him, he gave her a kiss on her check and smiled. He thanked everyone for coming and started on his vows. When he was done she said hers, they then kissed to the cheers of their friends. The groom again addressed the group and reminded them that the. All he could think about was how he wished he'd never remembered who hereally was. When he had forgotten and really thought he'd always beenBurt he'd found a kind of happiness. He was well-regarded for his triumphat the boxing match. He'd won back Mavis. He'd settled into a routine ofsorts, living out the destiny he'd taken on.He wished he'd just stayed that way for the rest of his days - been happyas a brainless pauper. Why had he let himself push for more than that? Itwas going against.