10-30-2003, 02:51 PM
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Join Date: Nov 2002
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Janice Fleming
There was nothing tender about what was happening. Not that it was rough, but it was impersonal -- mechanical. Janice tried not to think about what they were actually doing as her son climbed between her legs.
In fact, there was a subtle difference to Mark's movements when he leaned forward to position himself. He seemed more determined, if that was the word, and Jan shifted slightly to accommodate her son. To make it easier for him.
She felt his penis, hard against her inner thigh, and reached to guide him. This time, she knew he would better understand what he was meant to do and that relieved her somewhat as she felt the tip of his erection part her labia and begin to enter her vagina.
Unable to stop herself, she cried out as her son gave a powerful lunge and entered her. The thought that they should have used the lubricant crossed her mind but flittered away quickly as she concentrated more on the burning sensation in the thin skin at the base of her vagina.
For the first time, she realized just how large Mark's penis was as he began to bore into her. Her canal was stretched almost to its limits as he grunted quietly and began to move. Yes, she'd felt it before but put it off to lack of lubrication. This time she wasn't so sure -- and the thought fascinated her.
Don't think about it, Jan. Just do it!
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