I am an ardent reader of ISS and have really enjoyed reading the incest section and always wanted to share my experiences too. I am currently married ...o Ameer and have 2 children , Farukh and Sahana. Since this is my first attempt to write about my experience there may be some mistakes.. Request you all to kindly forgive me in that case. As told earlier,I have been enjoying sex for past 15 -20 years ofcourse with many people including my son Farukh but I would always cherish one golden moment. . not so much. She looked a hot, damn mess: old, desperate, and trashy. She showed up to meet Max and met him and three friends as well. She didn’t get all their names nor did she really didn’t care about them either; she was overjoyed at the prospect of Max showing her off like a trophy. She sat down and they ordered her drinks and she felt like the bell of the ball. Her pussy was soaking her sensible, cotton, white underwear through and through and the nipples of her tits poked through. Unlike the campus bars in town, this one was off the beaten path, which is what Jason liked about it. For Janie, the bar was a block from her apartment.Janie was in her seventh year of a four-year degree. From what Jason could gather, she spent more time partying than she did on class.As for Jason, he graduated a few years back, double majoring in mathematics and philosophy. Not trying too hard to get a real job, Jason currently made his money as a substitute teacher and the occasional odd. He focussed on her mouth, nipping at her lower lip until they parted beneath his on a soft moan and he slid his tongue inside her warm mouth. Slowly he edged her t-shirt up and she stilled against him.She was trembling and he opened his eyes watching her face carefully. She was biting on her bottom lip and he stroked her ribs. He could feel the shivers chasing themselves across her skin as her breath stuttered.Slowly he stripped her t-shirt off. Throwing it behind him he stared down at her.