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Forced to take my Mother

... and..." I shrugged, "You still seem calm you even made a joke about it. So were you acting?" Mom gave me an odd smile, "Were you?" "Huh?" I asked, caught off guard. "Were you acting baby? Because you sure didn't need much coaxing once we got going and at the end you couldn't fuck me fast enough." I started to blush and she made it worse with her next question. "So, do you really watch incest porn?" "I...um..." I couldn't keep looking at her and turning my head whispered, "Yes, but it didn't mean I wanted to do that, I...it was just kind of..." "I watch it too." Mom said. I turned back to look at her and started to speak, but she put her finger to my lips "Mark, like I said this was a bizarre situation and maybe we were so caught up in doing what we had to adrenalin took over and we got into it, or maybe this perv was right and we wanted each other. One way or another, there is a lot to talk about, but we're both exhausted and not thinking straight so this is what I want you to do." Pointing down the all she said, "I want you to go take a long hot shower and go to bed." "Mom, no way can I sleep! I..." "You're coming off one hell of an emotional rush, you'd be surprised. Now do as I ask, if nothing else lay there and rest your body. I'm going to," she frowned at the puddle of Glen's cum on the floor. "Clean up and do the same thing." "I'll clean up," I told her. "No," she kissed me on the cheek, "Just get some rest." I sighed and stood up. As I did my cock ended up directly ...

... in front of Mom's face and she winked, "No, there are worse things." She turned away after she said it and blushing again I headed down the hallway to take a shower. I entered the bathroom and turning on the hot water, went to get in when I noticed there was no towel. Leaving the water running, I left the bathroom and opened the door to the closet to grab a couple. When I closed the door, I glanced down the hallway into the living room and saw Mom was sitting on the chair. She was still naked and I saw she was on her cell. Who the hell would she be calling right after that? I felt my stomach twist at the thought dad may have called to say he landed and a wave of guilt flowed though me. Putting my head down I went into the shower and tried to wash away the shame of what I had done. No, it wasn't the shame of the act that was bothering me, but the simple fact that I had enjoyed it. ***** I jumped at the sound of a car door in the driveway and sat up, my heart pounding. I looked out my partially open bedroom window and sighed when I saw it was Jack coming home. I had come to bed an hour ago and had been drifting in and out of a troubled sleep filled with alternating visions of fucking my mother then being confronted by my father who had found out we had. I let out a deep breath and lay back on the pillows. As it had since I'd come to bed the visual of mom blowing me entered my mind, followed by a montage of images from our incestuous romp. I kept hearing mom saying how much she ...