I sat my naked ass on the crapper beside the dressing table and picked up Mom's lighter. My cock was wilting as I touched the flaming to my cigarette.
To me, the survey of my cum leaking from my female parent's George Walker Bush covered pussy, was one of the most pleasing things of my entire life.
The merely thing that would have got made it better is if she'd been as worked up about it as I was.
Her particular date had gotten her drunk, and the drugs I had given her had kept her knocked out all Night. That piffling white watercourse was the third gear load I had filled her with, and if I could get hard again, she'd get number four before she would start coming out of it.
This was the ninth or one-tenth time I was able to force off the same feat, blaming her date for fucking her when she didn't know it was going on.
Each time, she had refused to date the ‘ wrongdoer'again.
Now, we'd have to retrieve her another guy….
Luckily, I was able to criticise off identification number four before Mom came to. It took longer than ever, and when I finally shot my last stream, I could barely walk to my way, down the hall.
I left her lying on her back, pegleg spread, and in a pool of cum.

screwing was no new thing to me, but my own mother was the one woman I had wanted since I first learned to jack up off.
I was still benumbed when she tapped on my door and told me the coffee was ready and she'd fix breakfast after her shower.
I had to chuckle, since I knew the actual reason she was needing her shower so early.
"Were you awake when Ben brought me home last Night ?"
"I never knew when y'all come in."
"God, I love the discernment of tequila but it kicks my ass every meter. I guess Ben got what he wanted, but I barely remember getting into bed. I'm tired of men like him. They get me stiff, sting their tool in me and cart ass."
She put my umber mug in front line of me and hugged me to her big tits. I wanted to suck them right thru her lean house coat, but I settled for a snuggle,"I love you, Mom. Maybe I can help you find a really good guy ; one who will do by you with a little respect."
She patted the top of my head and told me she'd be right back. When I heard the bathroom door close, I adjusted my boxers so my rising cock wouldn't get into a bind. If Mom ever found out I was fucking her, she'd probably cut off my tool while I was sleeping.
When she returned, she told me,"I have an idea. Why don't you and I have a escort Night ? We can eat out, maybe go to a night club ; dance a trivial, maybe ?"She refilled my cup and rubbed the top of my head, again,"At least I know I can depend on you to treat me good."
MY GOD ! I wanted to throw her on the damn storey and fuck her, mightily then. It's a good thing the tabular array hid my hard on ; that son-of-a-bitch was trying its damndest to get thru the fabric. When she turned her sloshed ass toward me, I excused myself to the privy while she cooked our eggs and bacon. I'm surprised she didn't take heed me groan with joy and relief when I pumped my onus into the toilet. One pellet missed, hit the raised lid and began to run downward. I just watched it run while my respiration returned to normal.
I was at a loss about how I was going to plan drinks and drugs, so I could make out her all nighttime long, again. But… I had all day to think about it. ************
The steaks were culture medium rare and attender. The salad was ruckle, covered with the delicious, hot, house dressing with bacon number and lilliputian while of radish plant. The adust Solanum tuberosum had some steak sauce commingle with the melted butter… absolutely delicious.
Mom had one chicken feed of red wine, but limited herself to that single crank.
It was going hard to slip the knockout pill into her crapulence unless she got tipsy ; to the point she wouldn't pay practically aid to what was going on around her.
We danced at the Red Allium cepa Club for two hour or to a greater extent. She had several guys ask for her troupe, but she refused each one,"Thank you, but my cherished son is my appointment for tonight. We'll be leaving soon and he's the man who gets all my aid tonight."
She gave me a wink and a smile each time she sent a wooer away. Her centre rarely left our table and she would pat my hand often as we sat between dance.
I decided to ask her about Dad, and why he left us.
"Maybe I better have some alcohol before I talk about that dirt,"she said,"but, no, I'm sticking with my decision to go light on the liquor tonight. It's after eleven, so let's go home and I'll tell you some matter, once we get out of these fancy apparel. You're 22years old, now, and there's passel of chronicle you need to bang about this family."
DAMMIT ! I sat on the sofa in my sweats when she came down the stair in the gauzy nightie. She sat beside me and asked,"What do you think ? Do you like it ?"
"hoot, Mom, if you weren't my mother…."
"That hasn't stopped you before."
"… Uh, what ? ...."
"Look, Donnie, you're the only one I know who bends the filters on cigarettes and pinches the ends together. I spotted it first about three day of the month ago. Your filters were in my ashtray each time I woke up in a pool of cum. The second base clip, I was certain it was you, but when I got out of bed this dawning, there it was again. You've been filling my old snatch every clock time I come family drunk. well, son, if you want some tonight, I get to enjoy it, too."
She slipped her top off and stood. My brain was frozen as her big titty swayed in front of me while she stepped out of her panty. I raised my hips so she could tear my sweat pant off. When she saw my hard cock standing at attention, she gave it a quick kiss and straddled me. She had no trouble sliding down on ol'Fat Boy, and offering her Robert Brown pap to me.
acerate leaf to say, I popped my nuts in less than two minutes. She didn't have a probability to twit long enough to have an orgasm, but she assured me the night was young… and there were many, many night to come.
Mom stepped into the kitchen and grabbed a washcloth. As she sat beside me, cleaning up her cunt, she spoke up,"You asked about your dad, earliest ; I hope you don't judgement that I pull on your putz while I tell you some things. In fact, whenever you get prepare for more cunt, we'll take a breakage from the story."
Mom reminded me that her mother was killed long before I was born. Grandpa was a ill-tempered ol'bastard and made Mom start sucking his rooster when she was still very Thomas Young,"He'd grab hands full of my hair and thrust me to gag as I swallowed his nasty loads. Eventually, he started fucking me, too, but blow Book of Job were his favorite way to humble me. He'd differentiate me that women were made for suction, fucking and having sister. I was scared of him and never told him ‘ no ’. There's no telling how many times I've thanked the powerfulness above that he never got me pregnant. He finally fell dead one night, while his peter was in my mouthpiece. I never want you to hate me, like I hated my dad."
I couldn't remember if I had ever kissed my female parent's sassing or not. I leaned over and pulled her naked consistency to mine. We kissed… we kissed over and over. My men roamed her business firm consistence while hers stroked my hammer. She lay back on the lounge and tugged me into place. Her leg spread and my toilsome shot sank into her. God, she felt so good…
Once we finished that round, in which I'm proud to say, I gave her two orgasm ; Mom told me that she had kicked Dad out of the household,"nose candy jobs are not my preferred thing to do, but I didn't mind giving head to your dad once in a piece. The first meter he got rocky and forced me to gag, I warned him not to do it again ; I'd had enough of that shit with my own dad.
"Then he came home pissed off about something at body of work. He tore my clothes off and forced me onto the bed. He stabbed his dick at my oral cavity various times, so I gave up, opened up and took him in. When he jammed it down my throat and held it, I couldn't breathe. I hit his balls as hard as I could, then when he screamed, hit me and pulled back, I got a better swing music and hit him severely.
"I had to fuck a cop supporter of mine, but he kicked your dad's ass all over the parking lot. He's never been in this planetary house since."
In the last ten months, Mom and I have spent every night together. When she's on her period, she blows me and smiles when it's over. We love each other, and regale each other like man and wife. I hope that never changes .