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My Loving Son

... she sank into them, Mark meanwhile was building rapidly to his first cum of the day, and he filled his aunties ass until it squeezed of her ass hole with a spit. Her head bent in sublime submission, she came on his demented prick once more, then momentary darkness, her vision dimmed, her head spun, her body was on fire, and her ass boiled and seemingly burned to a cinder. She didn't feel him slip his flaccid prick out, roll on her sideways, and put his arm around her. He somehow knew to leave her alone, to let her get back to normality, even sanity. They lay there for several minutes, until she lifted her lovely tousled head and looked at him. "That had not better be the last time you do me like that Mark Lyndhurst, fail me and I'll cut this and these off!" she laughed, grabbed his slime covered cock, then his balls and squeezed gently. He smiled happily at her. "I promise Aunty, I will always give of my best where you are concerned," he told her dreamily. "Come on honey, lets shower, have some breakfast then you'll need to go, we have to carry on just as we were, no one must ever know. I'll call you next week okay?" she whispered into his mouth as she kissed him the way he had never been kissed. "Yes we will I swear," he replied. "There's just one thing Mark and I want you to listen very carefully to me," she said. He looked puzzled. "What is it?" he asked. "Please do not fall in love with me, love me the way you are, the way you always have, but being in love with me, is ...

... and will never be an option. I know it made be hard for you to believe, but I love John passionately, and will never leave him, ever." "I can understand that Cathy, and I'm okay with it, I will never do anything to hurt you or him." She liked that. The following Thursday night saw his Aunt on her back, on her kitchen table being tongue fucked by her nephew. He was a natural, he hadn't known it, but as soon as he got it in her Cathy knew he was a master. She had his head in her hands holding him tight to her hot silky pussy, her legs d****d over his back and orgasms spilling out of her like a rain battered waterfall. Mark drained her completely; she was laid prostrate on the table empty of everything. No strength, no feeling in her limbs, her body ablaze with the orgasms he had f***ed in and out of her. He stood between her spread legs. "Good Cathy?" he said cheekily, he had seen her reactions to him, her responses, her climaxes, and he knew he had somehow beaten her, she had given in. Making sure the doors were locked, he picked her up and carried her up to her bed, he laid her down, took his clothes off along with hers, and wrapped her in his arms until she got over her near death experience. She didn't want to make love again. "It would be too much after that Mark, I want it to stay in my memory for ever, and having you fuck me tonight would shade it, sorry," she told him quietly. "I understand Cathy, or I think I do, but we are not going to sl**p until you get me off, I'm ...