Her inflamed slit felt like it was burning with an unholy fire as she reveled in the feel of her son's massive male weapon pistoning in and out of her..."Oh, JUSTIN, My Baby," she gurgled ecstatically as she surrendered herself to him heart and soul.The barbarous feeling he was bringing out in her was quickly propelling her toward a cataclysmic orgasm as they fucked. As wrong and evil as it was, it felt wonderful to have her son inside of her. Would she be able to live without him now that he had. "It's alright; it wasn't real. Are youfeeling embarrassed?" I am." It's all over now," she reassured me, squeezed me once more and thenslowly loosened her embrace. "Do you want to talk about it with me?" Not really," I said. "It was... No, let's forget about it." You know, it's perfectly normal for us women to have dreams like thatsometimes. It's just your body's way of telling you---" I'm not a woman," I corrected her.She sighed. "We've had this talk before. You can still consideryourself a. When he came to Jenny’s house while her parents were at work, Ron was sure he was in for some heavy petting. This went way past anything he had expected.Finding his voice, he gasped “Jenny!”Smiling, the brown-haired girl said, “Well, are you going to join me?”Still stunned at finding his girlfriend nearly naked, Ron just stammered insensibly, unable to move.Smiling at the young man, Jenny stood up from her bed, unashamed by her nakedness. She then walked to where her boyfriend was seemingly. Yes I was being groped, my tits were squeezed, I was kissed fully on the lips, my bum was prodded, squeezed, poked and carressed ever so lovenly, by numerous hands that night.All of this just added to my sense of urgency and as each couple left I was panicking in my breast, that I was going to be alone and extremely disapointed.One guy remained to stay over, my aunties current conquest, he was a big man, loud and jolly and had a way of making you feel tiny, when he engaged you in.