Just a few months ago, I was thinking I had a perfect life. The most romantic husband, in a wonderful marriage. My son was exceeding in both sports an... academics, my husband and I had successful careers. I couldn't have asked for anything more.Then it hit me like a ton of bricks. My life wasn't perfect anymore but I felt like a woman in heaven these days. God, fucking my son had set me free and I knew what I wanted from him.I wanted a baby. I wanted to be pregnant by my own son. The love I had. ..Yoda. Uncle!" Scott being my boyfriend, sorta, at the time. That killed the mood in that room quickly. I walked out of the bedroom and went to my own. I changed from jammie pants to shorts. I was so soaked by Yoda's touch it wasn't funny. I dreamed of him that night hard core. I have wanted him since the very first time I met him. I cannot help but flirt with him. We would have late night conversations about relationships. We talked about dating each other, how good we would be together. But. His index finger grazed her engorged cock through her panties, his blissfully closed eyes shooting open with shock but not pulling away from the kiss.He spun them both, swapping positions and pinning her with his body to the bathroom wall. His large hand wrapped around her hard length as he began to stroke her, slowly at first, swallowing her soft mewls of pleasure.Louise’s eyes rolled behind her closed lids as Scott pumped her in his fist, toes curling in her black heels. She felt him lower. Where in the early stages of thistransformation, this sort of thing would have turned me on like nobody'sbusiness, it just didn't do anything for me at all. I could not get anerection anymore and no amount of tugging would give me an orgasm. I hadhad some girlfriends in the past that told me they were frigid and Iguess I could sense what they must have been going through.It had now been almost two years. I could sense that things were goingwrong in many ways. Malcomb was getting meaner and.