01-31-2004, 02:28 PM
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Join Date: Nov 2002
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Janice Fleming
Janice could feel herself stretching almost beyond endurance as her son pushed upward, easing his girth into her tight sheath. Her back against the tile of the shower, she pulled Mark closer, deeper; his eyelids flickering as she felt him sink his full length into her slick channel with one final shove.
"That's it, baby. Yesss... "
Arms and legs twined around Mark's, Jan sought his mouth hungrily with her own, thrusting her tongue between his lips as he had his cock into her pussy. Hot. Wet. Forceful. The water from the shower flowed over them as they found their rhythm, her body bouncing against the wall with his every upward thrust.
She wanted to tell him how good he felt. To tell him that no one had ever made her feel this way before -- not even his father. She wanted... Unable or unwilling to utter those words, Janice groaned, her entire body craving the relief that only he could give.
Breaking their kiss, Mark buried his face in the curve of his mother's neck, sucking at her skin as the slapping sounds of their joining filled the room. He was mewling softly, a sound she'd come to recognize from earlier. She knew he was ready, but this time she wasn't.
"Please... " she pleaded softly while her entire body screamed in anguished longing. "Not... yet."
Too far gone to stop or even understand what his mother was asking, Jan felt her son's body stiffen slightly before spurting gouts of his fertile sperm into the channel that would lead one to its intended destination. After all, that was the entire point of this, wasn't it?
A pang of guilt washed over her as she clenched and loosened her vaginal muscles around her son's pulsing cock. This wasn't supposed to be about pleasure. It was supposed to be about procreating. Preserving the future of humanity. And if that was so, why did she want so desperately to cum?
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