..now...please...fuck mommie...hurry," she demanded as she slid down his body and lay panting on her back on the blanket, her moist thighs splayed ope... in urgent need.He simply marveled to himself as he pushed inside his mother, was actually trembling as her vulva closed around him and squeezed his throbbing shaft. I grew in there, he thought, as he repeatedly thrust his burning rod towards his mother's womb. Again and again he thrust inside of his mom, and each time felt how her body rose off. We were very high and lost in our own world. The tv was the only light in the dim livingroom, displaying a steamy love scene.She began humping at her own hand, her breathing becoming heavy, and uneven. Holding her breath for long periods then panting. Again her bottom was clenching then relaxing, but this time from the motion of her hips, not from the pain of a spanking."Spank me.." she whispered."What..?" I asked stupidly"Spank me daddy" she repeated and continued humping.I did as I was. He pulled out a pair of boxer shorts and socks from his chest or drawers. He sat on the unmade bed and started dressing. He went to the closet and grabbed a plain white shirt. He put the shirt on, buttoning it up without thought. He pulled out a pair of dress slacks. He put them on noticing that they were starting to get a little tight around the waist.He bellowed, “God Damn it, woman! What did you do? My pants are getting tight.”“You need to lose a little weight,” his wife said upon returning. . Finally smeone who shall remain nameless brought up the subject as the only hope for any of them, By that time everyone such blue balls they were willing to listen. After hours of debate, it was agreed that you’d actually go through with it. One of you would agree to be irreversibly turned into the communal sex toy of the other men of the house. Of course, then came the rather violent discussion regarding the issue of Which of you would be offered up as the sacrifice. It was clear no one had.