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Family Secrets 2 : Dan hears the story

... stairs, she put her finger to her mouth to tell him to be quiet. They reached her bedroom door, it was pushed to but not fully closed. She silently opened it, peering inside, turned back and took his hand, signalling for him to follow. They both crept into the room, his father was fast asleep. She motioned for Dan to stand by the bed, level with his father’s head. She dropped to her knees and began sucking his cock. In seconds he was hard again, he held her head and began fucking her mouth, she put her hands on his bottom, pulling him in deeper until he hit the back of her throat. His father groaned and Dan was sure he would wake up but she carried on, taking as much of his cock into her mouth as she could.

Dan didn’t think he had any spunk left but the whole scene was such a turn on soon he felt his orgasm building. He had to stifle a cry as he pulled back and came, her mouth sucking and swallowing as she took what spunk he had for her. When he’d finished she turned to his father, opening her mouth to show it was full of spunk, then swallowed. She stood up and grabbed his arm, dragging him out out onto the landing where she collapsed in a fit of giggling.

“Jesus Mum,” he whispered, “what would you have done if he’d woken up.

She led him back down to the living room.

“I don’t care any more,” she said, “you know what a pig headed arrogant man he is, he’s never going to want to admit that his own son is cuckholding him. I honestly don’t care if he finds out you’re ...

... fucking me, if he kicks me out he’ll have to admit to what’s happening so he won’t do that, and when l tell him that Jack has been fucking me for years he will die of shame. It was fun though wasn’t it.”

“You’re amazing Mum,” he said.

They sat back down on the sofa.

“That magazine,” she said, “can you get any more?”

“Well it’s Saturday tomorrow,” he replied, “l can go and see him, he usually has a few to chose from, l don’t have much money though.”

“I’ll give you the money,” she said, “l take some out of your father’s wallet, l have been doing it for years, it’s how l pay for the trips to Cheshire.”

“Doesn’t he know?”

“He spends so much in the pub that l don’t think he knows how much he has, Jack gives me money when l get there and sometimes l put some back just to confuse your father. Can you get some really strong ones, ones showing real perverted stuff.”

“Are you sure Mum,” he said, “he sells books that are really perverted, l read one once it was crazy, there were girls getting split open, it was all about what the Romans did, l remember one illustration of teams of horses dragging women down a huge spike so that it went up their cunts and split them open.”

He saw his mother hugging herself and shaking. “Can you get me a book like that?” She said, “and a magazine with women getting tied up and tortured. Can you baby please.”

“I’ll try Mum,” he said, “they’re not very well written.”

“I don’t care,” she said, “l just want to look at them, l ...