.. Babe, I love you... "She sat up, holding her pillow to her chest as she gulped for air."Because it's you babe, whenever I get lonely and I've had e...ough, feel like giving up... "She picked up the phone, choking back sobs.Ryan switched off the music. "I love you Jen. Why do I do this to you?" he whispered. "I love you, I'm sorry. Please forgive me, just this last time." Ryan, why? You think I'm a slut. I'm a fucking whore to you!" No, no! You're not! I don't, I don't think it at all. I didn't. She turned around towards her son and laid down flat on her back, resting her head on a pillow and spreading her legs a little. "Feel free to touch and lick me anywhere you want" Liz told her son, noticing the hungry expression on his face.Jack looked at his mother as she laid on her back naked and let him explore her nude body. She was so beautiful as she laid there, her blonde hair spread around on the pillow, her heavy boobs raising and falling as she breathed, her sexy trimmed bush and her. From what I could see Aunt Shellies pussy lips were hanging open and down with my cock filling her. Moms eyes were glued right to the action and she was oblivious to the fact that I could see her sperm splattered face. My sperm, her face. Now my attention was drawn back to Aunt Shellie, she was saying "that's it Ronnie, you want to make a baby in me don't you, come on do it, do it in me" When she said that moms mouth opened. I don't know yet if it was because it was she was turned on by what. He opened the hall closet and searched for a spare blanket, but Linda didn't like any of the ones he suggested. She asked if he had one in his bedroom she might be able to borrow. He shrugged and told her that was fine. He could always do without if necessary.She accompanied him to his bedroom, carefully shutting the door as they entered. David was carefully examining the things he rarely used that he stored in the footlocker at the base of his bed. He liked large beds, even though he slept.