1. Sleeping?


    Date: 12/27/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Cheating, Domination/submission, Incest, Males / Female, Young, Author: geilkoekje11, Rating: 93, Source: sexstories.com

    my dick up her anal passage and she'd have to be in a coma to miss that happening. I gently rolled her onto her back in stages. As I did so, I finished removing her teddy as well. The first kisses I placed were on her neck. My hands pushed her legs apart, putting her right foot on the floor and the left one, bent at the knee, was up against the back of the sofa. This allowed me to place my body over hers with my knees between her legs. My lip's path meandered down to her breasts, full and possessing more of a gentle slope than actual sag. Her nipples were rock-hard and painfully erect, quarter inch, deep red nubs. I took an excruciatingly long time, winding Mom up, making her breath quicken and her pulse pound. She couldn't stifle a slight moan from escaping her lips when I finally engulfed her left nipple. "Mom," I whispered. No response. "Mom," I repeated in the same voice. No response. "Thank God," I muttered. "You are so damn hot and sexy. I don't think I could stop now even if you did wake up." I gave a throaty growl. "If I had known you were so gorgeous, I would have taken Dad's place years ago." I figured I could weave a spicy twist to this all-too-bizarre encounter. I escalated my ravishing of her nipples, squeezing her full breasts into towering mounds and slobbering all over them. No one could sleep through that. It was her fantasy, so I was taking her for the wildest ride I could. After I was sure her nipples couldn't take any more suction, I kissed and licked ...
    along the base of each breast before working my way down her stomach. My arms snaked beneath her the small of her back allowing me to pull her lush stomach taunt; up to my waiting mouth. Her body arched beautifully as I rained kisses and tongue caresses over every inch of her torso. I noticed her lips had parted to match her rapid respiration. As I began putting my lips to her thick, yet groomed bush, I continued to wonder. How far would she let this go on and why was she letting any of this happen in the first place? I was physically nothing like my Dad. He was a short, slight guy with a very passive demeanor - always slouching, making himself look even smaller than he was. I was more like...my maternal Grandfather, who I recalled being the bastard of all bastards. He was tall, broad-shouldered, and very masculine. He passed away when I was eight. The freaky thing was that Chris looked like Dad and Bianca looked like my paternal Grandmother, not like Mom or Mom's Mom. I seriously doubted that I was Mom and Granddad's Love Child. On the other hand, I never thought I'd be performing cunnilingus on my Mother either. Speaking of which; I was about to get down to some seriously pleasurable work. I pulled back her delicate labia. I kissed, licked and nibbled every millimeter of that succulent feminine flesh. Her clitoris was neither too big, nor too hidden. It was playful without getting in the way. I gave it a thank-you kiss, followed by a dozen others. Mom's hips bucked up minutely. ...
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