Though Yves quite simply did not have the stamina of a porn star. And most men of her acquaintance were similarly less well endowed. She herself was t...o thin, her bosom too small, her anus too resisting, for her to ever consider pornography as a career.A maid knocked timorously on the door to the balcony. Rose-Marie smiled at her. She was definitely not of porn star material. Her large floppy breasts. Her rough hands. And that docility shared by all the servants she'd ever met. "What is it?". Every five years the entire clan got together and had a huge party. There were almost two hundred people there. Every year someone had to set up a special game for everyone to play. After fifteen years of marriage the chore finally fell to me and I had to provide the entertainment.I did not want to play, I hated the gatherings and the fucking games. But my wife and her family were not to be denied.My wife had six sisters. They were always close and because of that I was close to them too. We. He continued his pelvic thrusting that provided thatunending sexual pleasure. He could sense now that his legs felt boundtogether. He tried to move one leg and could see in the mirror that theytoo had bound themselfs together. He realised he was no longer able toget up, not without great difficulty.Finally his head was fully enclosed. What now he wondered and he feltcompletely helpless and continued to girate his hips.Soon he could see what was to happen next, It had started at his toes.There. Don’t cum inside me!”I pull out from mom and shot my load on her back, and then collapsed on her. Mom turns around and kisses me on my lips.“Thank you, son, you are such a good lover. I haven’t felt like a woman for months. I need to go back to bed now but you must keep this a secret which no one should know about. And we can’t do this again. I am your mother for god sakes. We will forget this like it never happened. So please forgive me.” Mom said.Mom puts her hand on my face like I was still.