Because of the vice-like grip Jackie had on Josie’s body, she had no difficulty in flipping the Italian honey over onto her back. Now all of a sudd...n, it was she who was in the commanding position, she the one doing the controlling, she the one whose pussy started to rub more vigorously on the other’s very vulnerable cunt. Needless to say, Josie wasn’t pleased by this sudden turn of events.She voiced her opinion. “VIC! Help me here! JACK! Let me up! I don’t wanna do THIS! I’m no Goddamn. She had removed her left hand from my right breast and took her left hand to grab my firm and rounded buttocks and squeezed the buttocks delicately, and her hand was not sufficient to clasp my slightly bigger ass.I was looking at her blouse which was unable to cover her huge 36c breasts due to the low cut design of the blouse and almost half of the boobs were popping from the top of the blouse. Since the boobs were huge in size, both the boobs were pressed together and the cleavage was a sight. { ... It's good ... not just a dick ... his ... my son's dick ... big ... not that big ... it fits me! ... I belong on this dick!... }And she started to move, slowly, because each stroke reminded her ass it had been stretched last night. Two days ago, the very idea of having sex with her own son would have been disgusting, now as she felt his prick filling her, not only physically but emotionally she thought how lucky she was to have a son that not only had a big dick but was a good. I was even allowed to sleep in it one night as I had outfitted it with an old sleeping bag, blanket and pillow.When we outgrew the place, I didn't throw it out but kept it together because I often hid there sometimes when I needed to be alone. I recalled it was shortly after school ended for the summer that my Mom called me to the phone one evening. My buddy was on the other end."I have something for you," he said.My teenage prick jumped as he spoke the words."What did you get?" I asked barely.