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Juicy J

... asked him too. When he was done, he pulled out, his semen oozing out of her and dripping into the toilet. “See you when you get off work?” Sandee asked. “Absolutely, mom,” Effren grinned. Jessica was soaking wet with sweat, she had lost count of how many orgasms she had that day at her father’s house not far from her own. She had dragged her clit across him while grinding him, his cock balls deep, so much that her butt hurt, her hips hurt, and her thighs hurt. “I want him, I want him to experience this,” She said out of breath. “Then take the boy and make love to him,” Gary said sitting up, pushing Jessica off him, flipping her over on her tummy. She instinctually went to all fours as Gary entered her from behind. “Curse you Sandee,” She said to herself, annoyed at her friend for awakening these urges; urges she had never had toward her son before. “You too Dad,” she smiled as he pummeled her from behind, knowing full well, she was to blame just as much as him for their incestuous relationship – a relationship that has opened her mind and help sow the seed of desire for her own son. She felt him, in her mind, Effren, grip her hips harder, approaching his own orgasm after a very long day. Jessica’s eyes rolled into the back of her head. The warm semen that coated her insides, in her mind, was Effren’s. She climaxed again. At that same moment, so did Effren. He stopped by Sandee’s on his way home from work. He took her in the kitchen, standing behind her, Sandee pretending to ...

... be Jessica cooking him dinner. She jokingly sent him to his room for being so naughty. *** Effren and his mother arrived at home the same time, unaware of what the other had been up to all day. They smiled, said hello, and walked inside. Jessica was humming quietly to herself, while cooking dinner. Effren, freshly showered, approached her from behind, kissing the top of her head, resting his hands on her stomach. “Hey there,” His mother said, stirring the pot on the stove. “Mmm, smells wonderful,” Effren said, running his hands up and down her tummy. “Yes it does,” his mother replied, turning around, giving him a quick kiss on the lips. His hands resting on the small of her back, the gazed into one another’s eyes for a moment before Jessica remembered dinner and turned around to keep stirring. After watching some TV, Jessica running her hands up and down Effren’s thigh, she brought his face to hers, kissing his lips again. “I’m going to shower, then get some work done; today has been a busy day.” Effren smiled, watching her leave, thinking how new and nice it was for her to rub his thigh. Sitting down to his computer a few minutes later, he thought he heard moans coming from his mother’s bedroom. Creeping down the hallway he saw her door was open. Peeping in to her bedroom, he noticed her bathroom door was cracked. Listening at the door, he heard her do her best to conceal an orgasm. Effren smiled, walking back to his room, “Thinking of me perhaps?” Chapter 12 The next day ...