Jacob and his friends started drinking, and the more they drank the more he ignored me. Jacob had a tendency to over do the drinking and when he did h... got wasted. I asked Jacob to dance but he snapped at me that “cant you see Im with my friends, you are so needy” . In front of everyone I felt insulted, hurt retreated to the dance floor and propped against a wall, the area I was at wasn’t completely dark so people could still make me out, I felt like crying. Feeling sorry for my self I decided. He wondered, as she moved off, if her hotMound crossing his lurching bulge had been accidental.“he’s so beautiful,” she thought, quaking inside fromThe contact her body had had with his erection. She wasWet between her legs, and tingling. It was so wicked ofHer to do it, but how sweet and wonderful it felt.“i have got to get out of these heels, they’re killingMe,” she sighed as she sat at the kitchen table.“i can help with that, aunt lisa,” he told her.“would you, dear, you’re so kind, she. So now as her hips began to accelerate in tempo, I popped a finger through her asshole and then Marissa was crying out and gyrating her hips excitedly as the orgasm ripped through her body.I followed her a second later, and jackhammering Marissa's body along my shaft I finally blew a torrent of cum up and into her light body. My orgasm mentally detonated out of me as well, and the chorus of seven people wailing in ecstasy filled the room all at once.When we finally chugged to a stop, I moved. But I knew it was right - it was incest, it was cheating on my bastard husband... it was wrong.I sobbed into a pillow, "Oh god... no! I want to help you so much darling... but I can' do this to your father, I can't cheat on him... !"Then the two fingers returned to my sex and they began to pump in and out of me - my anguish was forgotten in seconds as my passion built. I came flooding my son's fingers with my spend - too exhausted and pleased with my release to care about anything else and fell.