I didn't gag a lot, but it wasn't a little bit. Besides pausing to quickly jerk him off every couple minutes, I did not stop for anything. He was maki...g a hell of a lot of noise, causing me to be grateful that I lived alone. As my head bobbed up and down, he ran his fingers through my hair over and over again. The only thing I hoped was that I was making him feel good."Stella," he said, his voice cracking, "I think I'm going to cum!"However, I just kept ongoing. Soon enough, Link made a big. Dad’s father was pouring Grandma another bloody Mary. God knows how many she’d already had. It was already two in the afternoon. I managed to carry my painting to my room before I was attacked.“Young man, take a shower and make yourself presentable to the family,” Mom barked at me. “Don’t come down here until you are clean.”I briefly considered just not going back downstairs, but I knew that would end up with everyone in my room. I’d just showered with Jasmine in the motel before we left. I. ..I just continue to kiss you as I lead you to the edge of the bed. I sit you down as I kneel between your legs. I gently spread your legs and start kissing your inner thighs. I'm very passionate and sensual with my kisses, and I feel your soft hands caressing my back and neck. I can feel the warmth coming from between your legs, and instead of indulging myself, I work my way back up to kissing your lips and our bodies touch. As our kissing becomes more sensual, I feel your hand grasping my. Then something happened that changed everything. She was surfing the Internet one day and decided to visit an erotic story site. It was not the first time she had done so, but this time she searched the category for mom/son i****t stories. She found several from one particular author and began to read. Before she was very far into the first story she was rubbing her pussy. The story portrayed a mother similar to her who agonized over her feelings toward her son. Eventually the mother had given.