Antonio slowly started to engage in anal with me. I had absolutely no problem with it. He had bought me a lovely butt plug about two months back, and ... loved the way it felt. “Feel good so far?” he asked breathing slowly but deeply. “Hold on.” I reached back to grab my baby oil and slathered it on us both. “Take it away!” I said, and he picked up the pace. I loved every bit of his 8 inch erection within me. I could feel us connect between the heat of our bodies. I moaned with every thrust he. “Now that's a good son for sure” said the short guy and added bitterly “I've always wanted to fuck my own mom,but never had the chance to do it! She was a hot cunt!” Then he told us to wait a moment,he left and returned with the money. He gave me 100 and showed me 200 more. “If we are completely satisfied you'll get everything!” he announced. My mother told me to turn the camera on and she asked the guy to pay her and repeat what he had just said. I was experienced with the camera already,so I. “I’m fertile, by the way. You just knocked me up. Don’t worry. It’s only a mamzer if born to adultery and close incest, not fornication with a mere cousin. People mistranslated the word as ‘bastard’ in the King James Version, a very poor word choice that reflected translators’ early modern European biases.“I’m sure that I’ll be fine, though I want the baby to know its father. All the more reason for us all to live together, right? Besides, we’re family, right? Kissing cousins and all that. " I leaned over and gave her a kiss for my reply and the three of us had a lot more fun in our last hour together.***About a month later Kesha managed to get me alone. I did not know why Desma was not home at the time but I do remember what Kesha told me. "You know how you came in through my window our first time?" she said casually. I knew better, she had something on her mind. "What about it?" I asked cautiously. "You thought it was Desma's window when you raped me. A rape that was meant to.