"Oh yeah, little Jimmy, that's good, fuck Momma just like Daddy does," Mom moaned, "Fill me with your hot sticky cream. Give your brothers something g...od to eat."It didn't take much more than that for Jim to be overwhelmed by the thrill of screwing his own hot mother on the dining room table. He groaned and moaned and shot his sticky load right up inside his mom's wet pussy until it leaked out around his dick.He slid his slick, sticky dick out of his mom and stepped aside for his two younger. It all started when I was about 14 she was around 11/12. After school her and her siblings. Would come over to my house, their mom (my aunt Gloria) worked till evening. So they would hang out our house till their mom picked them up. My mom "watched" over us. It was me, my older brother (who was rarely home after school due to sports), and my younger sister. Plus Letty, and her 2 younger brothers. Letty would always be the first one home since her school got out first. I had the task of. She crossed her pretty legs and I was surprised to see the tops of her hose had the snap connectors of a garter belt. This is another of my fetishes and to see one this close gave me an immediate hard on. She must've felt it grow, as she moved her hand to cover it and gave it a squeeze. "Mmmm, I like this," she said, "I won't fuck you til I break up with my boyfriend, but at least let me play with it." Some men might've turned that invitation down, but not this ol' cowboy, so I stood facing. In some respects it's far smarter than your conscious mind, including because it can process information a GREAT deal faster, not being slowed down by the artificially reduced speed at which your conscious thought crawls. That's trained into you by the mechanical limits of human speech and hearing, in a process that makes as much sense as the Space Shuttles' engine size being restricted by the width of horses' asses. Both are logically absurd, stupidly restrictive, but true.My four.