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This was happening too fast. the drugs needed time to work. He was a large man it could be several minutes before they took full affect fantasy rape story. I had no choice. I slowly stripped for my son. I felt the panic surge up in me as he roughly laid me on my back and spread me out on our kitchen table. He then pulled my legs apart and shoved his face deep in my steaming cunt. John licked and sucked and gnawed on me like a mad man. I felt a monster orgasam building when he said," I need your ass mom. Get up on all fours and hold it wide open for me. "
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I was on all fours, I had my ass high in the air, and was holding my butt-cheeks wide apart so my son could eat my ass out. His tounge was sliding into my little hole and I felt his saliva and drool filling my ass. He rubbed my cheeks together and the slippery, lubricated feeling was quite intense. He rubbed and squeezed and massaged my slippery wet, drool filled ass for several minutes. It was hot, and nasty and out of control.
real rape pictures To be honest a part of me loved it. A small part of me loved how wild I could make my handsome teenage son. Beneath the surface, below the radar of morality and right vs. wrong; I was still a hot sexual women. There was a gut level, animal response that my son seemed to trigger in me. It would be easy to deny it, to fool myself into belving I did not have such disgusting impulses. But not today. John had awoken this side of me; today and neither of us would be allowed to hide. sex torture rape |