So I climbed on the bed, pulled down thefloss-string, then mounted Carla from behind. My erection quicklygrew steel-hard within her as I rammed into ...er. I looked down andsaw Carla's face half-buried into a pillow. She clutched anotherpillow with her fingernails. Directly below me, I watched my slickpenis slide in and out, her buttocks jiggling and trembling with eachof my flesh blows. Carla's hands disappeared underneath her stomachand pretty soon her fingers were manipulating her clit. Somehow, both the mother and son wished that the other would make the first move, while both were more than willing for spontaneous reciprocation. Rahul recollected the look in his mother’s eyes when he had kissed her that morning. Pramela had noticed his prick as well. More importantly, Rahul had done what a normal Indian son would never do with his mother; kissing her in the lips and also rubbing his bulge on her womanhood. It was pure lust with the potential to explode anytime. Rahul sat on. And bitch, don't wear anything under that poncho, not even shoes." "But what if someone sees..." "Shut up slut. Just do as I say or else. Click." I panicked. At first I thought about running. Maybe I could leave town. I still had a few weeks left of summer vacation. Maybe they would forget about me. No, that was not an option. i had to do what Gene said. I didn't have much time.i ran to the shower and soaped up good. My dick was all hard and I had to be careful not. Too damn long.Speaking of too damn long, I realized that the closeness, feel and smell of this young girl was indeed awakening The Monster. How long had it been since I got a hard on without touching myself? No matter. There was little I could do about it now. I couldn’t spare an arm to adjust myself and she was crushing me to her chest too hard to move her body around to hide my arousal from the others. There was nothing to do but press on.I knew there was no reason to carry her further than a.