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Difficult Boy

... but here she was. And her temper flared anew. "You're jealous!" she exclaimed. He shook his head, but she pressed on. "You're a jealous little boy who didn't want Mommy with anyone else! You want me all to yourself!" "No," he denied, but now his face was flushed with embarrassment as well as anger. "Yes! That's why you attacked Brad-Chad, you saw me sucking his dick and you wanted it to be you! Didn't you? Don't shake your head! That's why you got so mad at me! That's why you've got a hard-on RIGHT NOW!" Suddenly her hand was no longer clutching his balls but was wrapped around his hard cock instead. She squeezed it to emphasize her last point. "You want to be a motherfucker!" He no longer tried to deny it. Her hand on his dick seemed to have paralyzed him, but his face was a livid red and he was sweating like a southern preacher. "Well now's your chance, motherfucker," she hissed, moving to pull her right leg from beneath his. Now he was lying between her wide-spread thighs and she scooted herself upward a couple of inches to put him in the right position. She still held his cock, which was now twitching and drooling pre-cum all over her exposed vulva. He shuddered when she pressed the bloated, leaking head against the hot wetness of her vagina. They held that position for a long, breathless minute, staring into each other's eyes defiantly. His hand that covered her breast was rhythmically squeezing and releasing the tender flesh of her barely handful of a titty, almost ...

... like one of those rubber 'worry balls' that executives squeeze when they are making huge decisions. "Well? Are you going to or not?" she goaded. "Make up your mind, 'cause I'm going to get fucked tonight even if I have to go out on the street and pull the first guy I meet into an alley! Either you want me all to yourself, or you're gonna stay the fuck--UUUNNNGGGGHHHH!!!" All her breath was driven out as he suddenly lunged forward, plunging his rampant prick violenty into her slickly yielding cunt. Before she could recover, he drew back and slammed it home again, this time to the hilt so his pelvis smacked against hers. Just as she was finally able to suck in a lungful of air, he pulled back and delivered a third and final thrust home as his body went rigid and a ragged moan sounded deep in his throat. Gretchen held him against her as his spurting cock filled her with hot cum. She waited until his body went limp before rolling them both over, keeping his cock buried in her hungry pussy until he was on his back and she was sitting upright astride his loins. "Sorry, motherfucker, but you don't get off that easy. Now that you got me started, you owe me a finish. Now you keep that cock hard until I get mine!" She began to rock her hips, throwing her head back in ecstasy as her son's man-sized cock stirred her insides. God, but this was what she needed! And the fact that it was incest, her own son, something she had never even thought of and should have revolted her, instead made her ...