" Do you think you'd like to fuck a baby into me?"I jammed my cock into her, hard."I would!" Good. I'll ask Mum if it's okay with her." I meant when y...u're older," I said, thrusting hard again.She brought her knees up to hold me between them, while her feet rested on my bum cheeks and urged me on."I meant now, " she said heaving her hips to take more of me into her. "Fuck me, Uncle Dan."I kissed her and powered into her. Morning stiffies don't take long to blow, as you're already halfway there. That would be horrible.I thought back to how I was before the break-up with John. I wore knickers quite often and when I went out with John without any, I would ‘accidentally’ flash not only John but other people that were around. Instead of the thick tops that I wore most of the time, when I was with John I wore thin summer dresses or tops and John liked my headlights.Now, apart from work, I wanted to wear as little as possible and show everyone what my natural body looked like. What had. Then another, half an hour later. It was the third car, ten minutes afterwards, that clued me in on why the place had suddenly become so popular; that one was a pickup truck with a gun rack prominent in the rear window. Apparently the place was picking up the slack before skiing took over by doubling in brass as a hunting lodge.Susan sniffed a bit—"boys and their damn blood sports!" was her comment—but I found quietly that it suited my purposes well. We argued about it a bit; she hated hunting. When Cody found himself in these situations the only thing that can bring him down off the ledge is swimming laps to work out his pent up aggravation.It was several hours later when Maria was looking out of the kitchen window. The same window that she peered out of earlier in the week and watched her son Cody sitting on one of the lounge chairs having his cock impaled by her best friend’s daughter Terri. That is where it all started for her incestuous affair with her son. Their passion thus.