Jill Grey

An irrisistable urge made my hand slide over the angular hip and seek what I knew would be there. All the while my mind screamed at me to stop, stop now !

What my hand eventually found made my eyes fly open. An organ so rigid it seemed to vibrate in my hand. As my eyes tried to adjust to the dark I felt the hips of this other body thrust against my hand and I tightened my grip.

I heard a moan........a familiar voice, but my body had taken over and I could feel a gush of juices spill out as I shifted to raise myself on an elbow.

Looking down I snatched my hand away. It was my own son!