I thought she must be crazy to suggest that she could even stand a chance of winning if we wrestled. “Really...and the stakes for this bet?” I ask...d.She said, “Sexual domination. If I win, I get to do anything I want to you. If you win, you get to do anything you want to me.” Then she said, “Don't worry. I won't hurt you. This isn't about S & M. It's not about inflicting pain. I'll just defeat you, restrain you, strip you naked so I can get a good look at your wimpy body, and then humiliate you. Jiji? You just relax and let him eat you out. You like it. You know it and I know it. I’ve eaten your pussy often enough to know all about it. This stupid argument is over. Eat her then fuck her!”Blame miscommunication as the culprit. Luz was begging us to allow her to join in with us, while I was pressuring her to put her inhibitions aside and participate with us. Confusion reigned because no one bothered to listen or realize, we all want, and are all asking for the same thing. Something. As the first wave of her climax hit her, a loud groan burst from her mouth and she saw the first string of white spunk stream from her son's cock.His first emission landed on her belly, the second on her leg, and the third scored a direct hit on her swollen clit.As her fingers became coated in the lubricating spunk, a delicious sensation was transmitted to her clit and the strongest orgasm she could recall overtook her.“Oh, Rory, what did you just do?” Jean whispered, looking at her son, cock. Jocelyn had this mental block about physical intimacy with me because it was pseudo-incest in her mind. It was a real struggle for her to get past that. And I’ve never had a single thought along those lines for Liz, despite what was claimed by the State and their pet psychologists.”“Please do NOT take this the wrong way, but do you think she harbored thoughts like that about you?”“My gut tells me no, and her behavior tells me no, and I’m positive her request was simply meant to shock me. Which.