For the next few days she refused even to look at me let alone allowing me to bring up the subject. Of course I spent the nights on the sofa and mastu...bating to the porn on the internet. On the fourth day, for reasons only benown to herself, she decided to talk to me again."I hope you are not as crazy as you are perverted. How the hell can your Mom make you want to fuck me in my present condition?" I don't really know. I felt it is OK just to try. We just move one step at a time and you can. I buried my face in the pillow as he took me inch by inch. He was pulling my hair back as he thrust his hard cock deep in me. Then he started spanking my ass while he was fucking me from behind. I told him not to go to deep but he was hitting my cervix anyhow. It hurt a little but so did the slaps on my ass and his thumb in my ass but I was in heaven. Hard to explain just how full I felt. I found myself pushing my hips back onto his cock; damn he had one big cock. I wanted to change position so. .. but you are my mother! How can I have sex with you?"You can rationalize it any way you want to, but I WILL have sex with you. It was certain a few days ago when you entered my mind with the instructions on how to feed you. I have held off because I know how limited your physical abilities are right now. But I can't help it—I am COMPELLED to have sex with you. However, there is no parallel compulsion to have your children, so I will be going back on the pill right away. Susan is already on. "Look! He's hard. This turns him on. Come here Honey."I stepped over to her, sitting on the couch next to Tony, my pants and panties bunched at my ankles. She was smiling. My hard dick was level with her face."Thatta girl," she purred, as her slender hand wrapped around my hot poker."See? Your little dickie isn't embarrassed, is he? Huh? He feels good, in front of Martha and Tony. Doesn't him?"WHAP!She slapped me in the nuts. Hard. I doubled over."Ow!" Answer me, Faggot!" Yes Mommy. My dickie.