author 's musical note : This is the final police matron taradiddle. This is Cindy 's third story in the series. She 's a cleaning lady ineffective to orgasm. You do n't make to read her first two stories - where she tries char, then black men - but this one is her final endeavor to cum. As with the early incest narrative in this series, this one is violent. There aren't any plosion or gunfire like the others, but this babe of savagery gets quite physical.



-1-

Ronnie sat alone in his apartment, naked, pumping his big pitch-dark cock. He wasn't horny, he was raging. persuasion of the multitudinous Theodore Harold White women he and his buddy have had coursed through his mind. In the past times twelvemonth or so, things changed. The total of char throwing themselves at him decreased ; these cleaning lady seemed to prefer soul else.

Ever since he moved to Charleston, he noticed more and more unknown natural event. All the fair sex that lived near him, who he saw regularly on the beach, didn't notice him much. They were hanging around younger, not as buff, and not as gigantically hefty as Ronnie, men - their sons.

He was confused at first when he was turned down at a guild. He thought it was odd, but kept trying. fair sex after woman politely declined, instead opting to trip the light fantastic with another guy. Ronnie saw the resemblance ; he figured it out.

Sitting there jacking off, pleasuring himself for the low clock time in class, Ronnie thought about the go up constant current of sex he had daily. He thought about the lastly cleaning lady he had sex with - Stephanie.

It was respective weeks ago. The blonde was walking with another woman and her son along the beach. Ronnie watched her hug the fair sex and kiss her son good day. They departed and Stephanie continued her walk alone.

Ronnie couldn't remember what he said to her. Something about the weather, something about her two-piece, maybe he introduced himself at that first-class honours degree group meeting. He couldn't recall. He remembered that evening though. They went to dinner then went to bed. Ronnie struggled not to cum, he struggled to maintain his stamina for the dark - it'd been quite a while since he had cunt. Not knowing when or if he'd get any again, he barely managed to successfully fuck her all night long.

Sucking on her tits, as his orgasm subsided ; Stephanie thanked him and stated she had to go. She informed Ronnie her son would be home soon from a brusk, out-of-town trip-up. She didn't say she was her son's lover, but the way she said it, made Ronnie actualize she was using him just like she'd use a dildo as a onanism technique. This woman wasn't becoming addicted to him, she wasn't going to allow anyone for him ; she wasn't going to show up the next night begging for his black cock like so many womanhood before. She was already devoted and addicted to someone - her son.

Ronnie nodded and watched her leave. It wasn't the nail in the coffin. The death of his brother was.

His crony Rodney was experiencing a similar phenomenon in Miami - his stable of women was drying up, moving away, showing no real interest group in him.

Rodney and Ronnie were teammate. They worked together obtaining and fucking as many cleaning lady as possible. When they both lived in Miami, their apartment were filled with interchangeable women. That, too, decreased. Rodney died in a car wreck attempting to kidnap one of the cleaning lady he enjoyed most.

Ronnie continued masturbating, thinking of his plans. He looked to his left seeing several newly ordered Tasers, still in their box. He was going to do this right. There'd be no mistakes, no car wrecks. He would look for womanhood and select them from their sons.

*******

In Tampa, Cindy lost enumeration of how many clout to the kickboxing bag she did. When her left arm tired, she switched to her right, punching until debilitation. following were her legs. first base the left then right, kicking over and over until she couldn't stand.

"Cindy,"her kickboxing instructor interrupted her, over an hour after grade ended."Go home,"he looked upward at the near six understructure grandiloquent brunette.

"Don't feel like it,"She kept kicking.

"Please. I'm afraid you won't have any legs to recoil with at my next course,"he joked."Is everything ok ? You've been staying late for a few month now."

"Fine. Just need to lighten stress,"Cindy told a half truth.

Her teacher shrugged and greeted a few students for the future form. A few moments later, Cindy stopped her boot, caught her breath, grabbed her bag, and left.

On the way rest home, after a yearn day on her patrol itinerary, then her kickboxing stratum, Cindy thought about how trade good a shower would feel. Afterward, she'd set out her cheeseparing nightly masturbation rite. She would choose from her vast ingathering of anal retentive bead, dildos, and vibrators - all of varying sizes from small to massive.

Arriving home, she peeped in on her 18-year-old son. Collin waved and nodded to his female parent. Cindy smiled and headed to her shower.

She felt Collin was integral to an issue she was having. In the shower, she rinsed off and lathered up her pall brawniness, moaning slightly when she held her breasts, running her thumb over her erect nipples.

Cindy rubbed her clitoris thought process of the finis orgasm she had - 18 years ago.

It was a rare, but possible, phenomena ; having an orgasm during childbirth. Cindy moaned a little louder thinking about it in the hot shower. She was pushing her baby out, her mother and nurses cheering her on. She felt something building, prickling, and burn, possibly due to her vagina being stretched out. She didn't know or care ; she simply recalled how salutary it felt, approaching two tenner ago.

She gave nativity, call of joy and delight, her body radiating orgasmic wave after she delivered Collin. It was her first and close orgasm.

Her married couple fell apart, psychiatrists didn't help, and doctor didn't help as null physically wrong with her was found.

The mo passed in the cascade. Cindy's thoughts returned to her coming month. She rinsed her hair thought process of her and Collin traveling to capital of West Virginia, South Carolina for two ground. One was a family reunification she agreed to go to. She hardly ever saw those cousins, rarely ever sending cards or visiting during the vacation, but something inside her made her say"sure, why not,"when invited to the reunification. She put in her clip off request at the precinct and looked forward to this stumble - not to see her relatives, but to see her bit reason.

Several minutes later, Cindy was on the phone with her second reason.

"Rub that puss,"her best friend, Bea, ordered."Think of me licking it, eating it. Come on !"

"Mmm, yeah,"Cindy moaned into the phone.

"I can't wait to see you, when you get here,"The fiery redhead, Bea said, having just moved to the same area as Cindy's relation."I can't postponement to worship your body."

"Mmm,"Cindy rubbed her clit faster. It felt not bad, but she knew how this would end - no orgasms.

Bea was helpful, or tried to be. A few years ago she suggested Cindy try sex with womanhood, hoping an climax would come from it. Bea offered herself to her friend. Sadly, that didn't work either. Since then, they've been roomie, having daily sex up until Bea moved to Charleston earlier in the year. Cindy was sad to see her go, but knew deep down, her friend, no one, could make her cum.

"Anything ?"Bea asked.

"Nope,"Cindy stopped playing with herself.

"Diana, I'm so sorry,"Bea said, using her nickname with Cindy. Bea once told Cindy she reminded her of Wonder woman in oecumenical appearance - Lady Diana Frances Spencer being the superhero's first name.

"It's fine, Bea. This is how it is. I'm not designed to have an orgasm,"Cindy said, gloominess of that fact washing over her.

"Have you met anyone down there ?"

"No. Stopped dating, stopped trying. I just do these phone sex calls with you, because well, you're my friend."

"What do you retrieve about when you masturbate ?"Bea asked.

"I think about the one sexual climax I had. Try to commend how it felt, what it was like. It ends up with me recalling giving birth to Collin,"Cindy said.

There was a pause on the early line ; Cindy heard Bea's muffled vox, talking to someone in the room. There was giggling, Cindy assumed it was Bea's sister.

"What about Collin ?"Bea asked.

"What about him ?"

"Well, his nativity caused you to climax. What if you had sex with him ? Maybe you would culminate again,"Bea blurted out quickly before Cindy could interrupt or say no.

"Really ? That's your next suggestion ?"Cindy rolled her eyes.

"Think about it. You had one giving birth to him, maybe it's not just his birth that's key, maybe he himself is the key."

"Bea, that's -"


"Dumb I know. I'm just thinking outside the box. Technically his birth gave you an orgasm ; maybe that was a sign that he is the sole one that could."

"That's illegal, weirdo -"

"Just think about it. I need to go. Can't waiting to see you later this month,"Bea said.

"Fine,"Cindy humored her. They ended their call.

In Bea's sleeping room, she smiled at her naked sister, Bella."I told her. Maybe she'll try it,"Bea said.

"Good,"Bella said. She climbed on top of Bea, kissing her passionately. Bea rolled over on top of her, their thighs resting against one another's pussies - almost nightly sororal incest would ensue.

Cindy picked a large dildo to use. Normally she'd ride it, using it for a few 60 minutes, but Bea's suggestion caused her to pause before pushing the fat tip inside her. She sighed, actually entertaining the approximation of sex with Collin.

"No,"she rolled over, hugging the dildo like a shift bear. As she drifted off to sleep, an image of Collin, shirtless flashed in her psyche. She heard herself let out an orgasmic cry. She shook herself and sat up in bed. She rubbed her eyes and left her bedroom, tiptoeing naked to Collin's room.

"She's crazy,"Cindy thought, referring to Bea. She opened his door, peeping in on her sleeping son."I could never hurt you like that."

Cindy, on her way back to her bedroom, couldn't help but think Bea might be on to something - something ill-timed and perverse, but something indeed. Maybe not only was Collin's birth key, but he himself was.

She licked all over the dildo, set up to shove it inside her, but stopped."What if - no !"she tossed the dildo away.

Restless, lighting sleep eventually found Cindy. Bea's mesmerism echoed in her mind.





-2-

The following day Cindy responded to a domestic to-do call at a trailer park. She followed protocol and called for relief, waiting patiently for it to get in. It happened to be the maitre d'hotel of the precinct. When he arrived, they nodded to one another and walked toward the lagger in question.

"We ain't hurtin'cypher !"a large, overweight woman, wearing only a nightdress yelled at Cindy a few minute of arc later.

When she answered the doorway, it was leisurely for the police officer to smell the locoweed of marijuana. They asked if they could enter the home, a shortly, pocket-size man only wearing boxers told his married woman to"let them in, we ain't got nothing to hide."

As they entered, Cindy saw him frantically attempt to hide his marijuana bags.

Cindy pointed it out and an contestation followed. The chieftain handcuffed the woman. Her slight hubby charged at Cindy. She squatted, caught, and then slammed him to his rachis, knocking the air out of him.

"You be careful with him !"his huge wife yelled. Cindy cuffed him and helped him to his feet.

"This is the privateness of our home ! So what if we smoke some ! We're mindin'our own business, we ain't hurtin'anyone !"she continued to cry all the way to the headwaiter's patrol car.

She broke disembarrass of his hold and ran off, Cindy was close enough to draw out her foot and misstep the large musical composition of trailer green trash."Oops,"Cindy grinned, receiving a thank you from her Captain.

*******

That night Cindy pulled a large dildo out of her, once again intellection of her finis sexual climax during Collin's birth. She was on the phone with Bea who just came off an sexual climax herself. Cindy waited for Bea to catch her breath.

"Whew, that was good. Thank you,"Bea said.

"Sure,"Cindy licked the tip of the dildo of her pussy juices and tossed it.

"Aww, I'm sorry,"Bea apologized."Have you thought anymore of my newest mesmerism ?"

"No. I mean, yes, I have. And no, I'm not committing incest."

"Big D, can't you think about it more ?"

"Big D ?"

"Yeah, Diana. You're orotund,"Bea giggled on the early end.

"You're silly. Insane too,"Cindy stroked another dildo sticking on top of the bedside table with its suction cup base.

"I know it's not pattern, but it'd be consensual. You two wouldn't be hurting anyone,"Bea said. Cindy's eyes widened, words from the redneck at the trailer park shout that day phone in her ears.

"You know ? It'd be in individual, just you and him, enjoying it. A victimless crime,"Bea continued.

"Like pot."

"Huh ?"

"We arrested a match today. They were smoking pot in their dawdler. The wife said something similar about smoking."

"rightfulness. See ? They weren't hurting anyone, just enjoying themselves. disgrace it's illegal in your country still,"Bea said.

"Yeah."

"But you and Collin wouldn't be hurting anyone either."

"It'd be psychological pain. We'd be hurting each former that way - guilt, pity over what we did."

"Not unless you talk to him first, tell him your situation, ask if he can aid. Who knows ? He may be matter to. If not, well, at least you tried,"Bea encouraged her friend.

They ended their call a few moment later, Cindy cutting Bea off, thanking her, telling her she needs sleep. Cindy rolled over, once again holding a huge dildo like a shift bear. She wondered about Collin's openness to incest. She assumed he'd be sickened by it. Moving to her book binding, Cindy couldn't aid but think that she herself wouldn't be sickened by it. It'd be unseasonable, horrible, trashy, but she wouldn't be grossed out by him.

After their cry, Bea entered the shower, joining her sister, grabbing and squeezing a breast.

"Any luck ?"Bella asked.

"Nope. It'll withdraw meter I suppose."

"Maybe when they come up here for that house reunion, things will befall,"Bella said.

"Maybe. They'll be staying with us though."

"Mmm,"Bella deeply kissed her sis."Can't wait to get her in bed with us again."

"One-on-one sessions, first. Remember ? I wished I could give her cum."

"Maybe her son will,"Bella said. The two sister kissed, steam from the shower enveloping them.

*******

Ronnie unlocked and slid open a large door to an abandoned storage warehouse. He was able to take in a flock with the property owners, lying about his intentions for renovating it for them to trade. He was surprised he pulled it off. He'd been eyeing the building for a while, driving by it, peeking in some of the part windows that weren't boarded up. The warehouse itself was just outside of town, not far from brook and marshlands.

He tugged at his big Black person pecker, walking around the complex, taking note of its insides. He walked up a steel staircase to the secondment floor. Ronnie surmised warehouse managers sat up there, overlooking the quickness, long, long ago.

There was a big hole in the roof. Ronnie could see where pelting poured in. There was water damage on the story of the second story overlook. He could see floor boards rotting away. Ronnie looked up through a hole in the ceiling next, fluffy, white cloud visible against the drear sky. He saw a shuttlecock's nuzzle near the hole situated on a beam.

He whipped his rooster out and casually stroked himself, thinking of his programme. He decided to bring the women to this back floor overlook sphere. The authority is where their cages would be. Ronnie thought about setting up a wide-eyed table in the middle of the overlook. This would be where he would assault them. Standing against the railing, looking over the vacate warehouse, Ronnie decided when he was done, this would be where he would flow them, one-by-one, with his belt.





-3-

The next night, Cindy's bed was slamming against the wall. She was riding the fully grown dildo she owned."come on !"she closed her eyes, grit her tooth, fucking the dildo as hard as she could.

She didn't care if she woke Collin."semen on !"she thought of an orgasm traveling through her body. zippo happened.

Cindy went to her back, grabbing the base of the dildo, plunging it in and out of her"Come on !"She thought of Collin being born, the joy radiating through her. Nothing happened.

That led to single thought. Collin on top of her ; his prick plunging in and out of her instead of the dildo. Cindy's eye's shot heart-to-heart, she stopped fucking herself. For a split endorsement she thought she felt something - something incredible brought on by thoughts of her son.

"No,"she whispered, pulling the dildo out, tossing it aside. Her hired hand traveled up her tum, over her chest, tweaking her nipples. She thought of Collin again, sucking her breast then kissing her.

"No !"she shook the image from her head and climbed under the covers, angry at herself.

*******

'' Well ? '' Bea asked on the phone the next night. `` How are matter progressing ? You 'll be here soon for your family reunion. Think you and Collin will be a couple by then ? ``

'' Ha ! A couple ? first of all it was just sleeping with him, now you 're suggesting we 'd be a couple ? '' Cindy laughed, sitting up naked in bed.

'' Well, yeah. I mean why would n't you be ? He 's your son and you 'd be crossing that personal credit line with him. I do n't see how it could be a one-time thing. If I had to guess, he 's the key to making you cum again, therefore, you 'll be his fair sex. ``

'' Bea, '' Cindy shook her head on the other end of the call.

'' Just reckon him inside you, making you climax so very commodity, then he says he loves you, and then -"


'' That 's enough. I need to go. We 'll spill later. ``

'' delay ! I 've failed you two times. Both of my suggestions for things to try have failed. This is my tierce and net suggestion. I feel that if you and Collin become buff, not just mom and son, you will have an orgasm every time you two make beloved. He gave you one when he was born. ``

There was a long break on Cindy 's end. `` Alright, like I said, that 's enough. I need to go. spill the beans to you later. ``

'' Yes. And we 'll see you soon, '' Bea hung up.

'' That sounded good, '' a defenseless Bella entered the room, after stepping out of the shower, crawling onto the bed. `` But you and I are n't a distich. ``

'' You and I are n't mom and son. We 're sisters who have sex with one another. Now shut up and give me that slit, bitch, '' Bea said.

'' Ooh, so rude, '' Bella grinned, turning around, getting into a 69-position with Bea.

Cindy paced back and Forth in her room. This entire estimation from Bea had been swimming in her head since she brought it up. `` What if it was consensual ? No one would know. No one would be hurt. What if we eased into it slowly ? We could get used to one another sexually before going all the way. What if Bea is correct ? What if Collin gives me an orgasm from sex for the first meter ? ``

Cindy sat on the edge of her bed, `` What if we became lover ? No. This is stupid. I 'm desperate, that 's all. ``

She paced around a bit more. `` I could at least tell him of my job. See what he says. ``

*******

Cindy went a duet days without calling Bea. She texted her friend a simple `` ca n't talk. thinking. ``

Collin noticed his mom seemed distracted. On her day off Cindy did n't go to the gym. She cleaned the family, appearing to keep herself busy.

She was busy at the kitchen sink scrubbing dishes frantically later in the day when Collin approached. Cindy heard a diffused `` hey '' followed by a gruntle hand on her shoulder.

'' Oh, hi, '' Cindy glanced over her shoulder to her son, a couple inches shorter than her.

'' Mom, you ok ? You 've been really busy on your day off, '' Collin asked.

'' I 'm fine, '' Cindy lied, not turning to confront her son.

'' Alright, well, I do n't own anything going on tonight. If you want to string up out, I 'll be around, '' Collin offered.

guilt trip overcame her for being short with him. She turned around, `` Collin. ``

'' Hmm ? ``

Cindy rushed to him, pulling him in for a hard hug. `` Sorry. Yes I 'd know that. ``

Collin nodded up at his female parent, smiling softly. `` No worries. ``

Cindy played with his fuzz, touched his brass, thinking how great of a son he 's been. She stopped, assuming Bea 's mesmerism was messing with her mind.

'' There 's something I need to spill the beans to you about. Something about me, '' Cindy said.

'' Something wrongfulness ? '' Collin asked with a face of concern on his face.

'' Sort of. Nothing major or animation threatening. Frustrating if anything, '' Cindy smiled.

'' Oh. Uh, well, sure, you can babble to me about whatever you want. ``

'' Ok, let 's ignite up some leftover. We 'll chat after dinner. ``

*******

Ronnie purchased respective dog crate designed for large breeds. He reasoned an adult woman would fit in them. It'd be cramped and horribly uncomfortable. He didn't care. He would tie their radiocarpal joint together so they couldn't let themselves out.

The dog crates were lining the back wall of the run-down agency on the second floor. Ronnie positioned a table respective fundament away from the door, directly under the large hole in the roof. He'd own his fun with them there, reminding them of what they are missing out on, what he can offer them.

Ronnie inspected the weak area in the floor, lightly stepping on it, observing how easy it gave away. He made trusted to avoid the orbit, lest he wanted to return through to the first floor.

His sick little expanse, where he would take mothers and keep them, anguish them, pay heed them, then bury them was turning out quite nicely.





-4-

"So, you wanted to blab to me about something ?"Collin said, watching his female parent sit next to him on the couch, tucking her feet under her.

"Yes."

"Ok,"he waited."Well ?"

"Um, I'll be right back,"Cindy headed to the kitchen, searching for any booze they had. She found some vodka Bea left a few month ago. Cindy opened and poured herself a shot. Downing it quickly, she poured another shot, then finally a third.

"That should do it,"She wiped her mouth, rejoining Collin on the couch.

"Something wrong ?"he asked.

"I want, or need, to spill the beans to you about something I've been going through my unscathed spirit. Only a couple doctors and Bea and Bella know about it."

"Mom, are you certainly null is wrong."

"It's ok. It's nothing aliveness threatening, nothing unplayful, it's just,"Cindy paused."Somewhat sad."

"Mom,"Collin placed his handwriting on hers.

"You're sweet, it's ok though,"Cindy patted his script. She thought for a moment before proceeding.

"We're both adults now. You're eighteen, you know how the birds and the bees work. The issue I've had my intact life pertains to that."

"Oh, I see,"Collin nodded."Hmm. Ok."

"Again, it's nix life-threatening. But,"Cindy cleared her pharynx."I'm unable to, I haven't had, um, an orgasm. I'm unable to ingest one. You know what an -"

"Yes, yes I do, Mom,"Collin held up his hired man."I know what one is."

"Anyway, I don't have them. You're not an imbecile. You know when Bea and Bella lived with us before they moved to Charleston, you know they shared a bed with me."

"It's o.k., I know. No need to go into details. If you're a lesbian, it's fine, really,"Collin said.

"No, no I'm not. I mean, I don't think I am. What I'm getting at is, I was trying different matter. I've talk to doctors, zilch is physically wrong with me. I even met briefly with a psychiatrist. I didn't like it, so I stopped. And, well, Bea and I became intimate, hoping that would do it. Nothing worked,"Cindy explained.

"Well, I don't know what to secern you. I'm sorry about your issues with that stuff though."

"It's hunky-dory. I wanted to let you know that while I can't have one, I have had one. Only one. The solitary coming I've ever had was a trivial over eighteen year ago."

Collin cleared his throat, slightly uncomfortable with this conversation."That's a long fourth dimension. I'm really sorry to hear that."

"It was when I gave birth to you."

Collin's eyes widened."Um, wow. Ok."

"It's rare, but apparently it's been known to happen - charwoman having an orgasm during childbirth. Bea has been trying to facilitate me, offering suggestions, things like that. She even,"Cindy gave a fake laugh."She even said you were the cause of the orgasm and maybe you'd be the just person to give me one now."

"What did she stand for ?"

"It's dumb. She was joking that you and I could, uh, know you, and well, I'd have an sexual climax if we uh -"

"Did it ?"

"Right. Heh, did it."

"Oh,"Collin looked away nodding his head.

"She suggested that you and I have sex. That you were the key in giving me an orgasm. I think she was drunk or something,"Cindy tried to form it sound like Bea wasn't dangerous, even though she was.

"Yeah, that's sick,"Collin said, still not looking at his mom.

"I know. real number crazy."

He glanced at her then looked away again,"Yeah."

"She wanted me to think about it. I can't believe it, but I actually did. I guess that's what'll happen after eighteen years of not having an coming - maybe I'd try anything."

"You mean, you'd actually want to do that with me ?"

Cindy shrugged."I don't know. It's haywire and crazy."

"Yep."

"Would you help out ? I mean, would you be willing to even think about doing that with me ?"Cindy asked.

"No. No way,"Collin glanced at her."I don't know,"he shrugged.

Cindy nodded, her eyes lowered."Alright. I just wanted to babble to you about it. In case you ever see me in a bad temper or acting strange or frantic, you'll know what's mostly probable on my mind."

"Yeah, thanks for letting me know. I think."

Cindy smiled, patted her son's leg and headed to the kitchen. She grabbed the bottle of vodka and went to her bedroom.

An hour later, after various vauntingly chugs of vodka, Cindy stood in front of her bath mirror in a duplicate opprobrious bra and thong. She smiled at herself and retrieved a pillow slip. She left her elbow room and headed to Collin's.

She knocked on the door a twain times. Collin opened it seeing a tall, mesomorphic woman with a slip over her head.

"fountainhead ?"Cindy asked."If I cover my face, would it piddle it well-situated ?"

Collin laughed and pulled the pillowcase off her head.

"I figured if I was wearing it, you couldn't see my facial expression and it'd be easier for you."

"Mom, your grimace is just fine. It looks great,"he glanced at her eubstance."All of you looks swell. You could surpass for Wonder Woman - just like Bea says."

"Thank you. Maybe we could just hang out. Watch a movie or something,"Cindy suggested, extending her arm.

"Sure,"Collin took it and walked with her downstairs.

They ate ice pick, Cindy still in her underwear, sitting against her son. After the movie ended, empty cartonful of ice cream next to them, Collin spoke up.

"You know, you do look great. I was severe,"he said.

"Collin,"Cindy smiled, touching his facial expression."That means a lot coming from you. Thank you."

He put his arm around her, kissing her foreland."I'm sorry you have trouble in that peculiar department."

"I'm just beaming I've had you in my life all these years. You've been wondrous,"Cindy said.

"Wished I could assist, but you know, it's -"

"Weird. I know. I wouldn't military force it on you,"Cindy said.

"I mean, do you want me to ?"

Cindy sat up, her hired man resting on his second joint."Do I want us to do that ? Have sex ? I don't know,"Cindy shrugged."I honestly don't know, even if it meant I'd have an orgasm."

He smiled, unsure of what to say. He held her for a few more minutes. Collin turned off the TV, extended his helping hand, and they headed to their bedrooms.

"I love you, Collin,"Cindy was hugging him at her door."Thank you for listening to me."

"It's fine, Mom. I love you too,"they ended their hug, Cindy kissing on the cheek.

"Goodnight,"She entered her room, Collin looking at her ass.

Cindy hooked her pollex in her thong to pull it down, removing it, when she saw Collin watching her. She stopped, smiling at him.

"Sorry,"he blushed."Goodnight."

*******

The adjacent day Cindy was kicking the bag over and over again. This time it wasn't out of anger and pent up frustration, but out of hopefulness, determination, and overall felicity. She felt like a weight had been lifted by telling Collin of her orgasm problem. His reaction of not being thoroughly grossed out by Bea's suggestion, plus the expression he gave her when they said goodnight, made Cindy reckon her son might actually entertain the idea of incest. Her own view toward it, while still feeling it was unseasonable and sick, viewed it more as a likely solution - a treatment for her issue.

That day in Charleston, Ronnie was busy studying, watching the women on the beach near his domicile. As he suspected they were with their son. He saw a chemical group of brunettes, in their two-piece, with immature men, playing volleyball, playing in the ocean, or sitting with each early. He heard a few of the guys call out"mom"here and there while addressing them. He saw an older brunette handing out sandwiches, in a motherly mode, to younger guy rope. They all had blue hair ; he presumed they were her nephews. He didn't know for sure enough, but he watched them all afternoon.

He watched where they headed when they left the beach. Ronnie took bank note of the locality, deciding to beat back around inside it that night.





-5-

"DOE this hurt ?"Cindy asked, sitting on top of Collin, rubbing his back the next night.

"Nah, Mom, feel fine,"he answered.

Cindy continued massaging his shoulders and back."You looking forward to our Charleston head trip later this month ? I know it'll be nice to see Bea and Bella."

"Yeah, I guess."

"Our crime syndicate too. It's been many age since I've seen them. I was kinda of shocked they reached out to me to receive us to this reunion. I'm more than looking forward to seeing Bea and Bella though."

"Yeah, we're closer with them I guess,"Collin closed his eyes, enjoying his mother's massage.

"Oh by the way, I don't have ulterior motives for giving you this massage."

"Huh ?"

Cindy leaned down, whispering in his ear,"I'm not trying to seduce you."

"Oh, right. No, I know you aren't. Just being nice to me,"He said.

"You got it. Have you thought more about what I said though ?"Cindy asked, hopping off Collin, letting him sit up.

"Sorta,"he shrugged.

"Yeah ? What would happen ? How would it happen ?"

"Uh, are you talking birds and bee's stuff ?"Collin asked.

"No, no,"Cindy laughed."I mean us getting to that point of crossing the stemma. Having intercourse."

"Um, well, I supposed we'd have to date ?"

"Date ? Sure, why not. What else ? We'd have to look at each other and think of one another not as parent and kid. I judge flirting would be involved."

"That too. I don't know, maybe some kind of amorous eventide to see if it'd be too weird,"Collin added.

"Right. That's one option. Or we could be more affectionate with each other. Maybe some kisses here and there,"She jabbed at his side.

"Ha, right."

"It's a lot to think about. Doing something like that, or working toward it."

"Did you ever figure out why you don't have a, you know, orgasm ?"Collin lowered his voice.

"No. There's something wrong up here,"Cindy pointed to her chief."The doctors have examined me and run mental testing. They have found null wrong with my parts down there. Everything works normally, nothing unusual. So it must be something in my head. When I gave nascency to you, maybe I was so overjoyed to see you, my judgment allowed me to hold one. Or maybe when you came out, you pressed against me in there in a sure way that caused it to happen."

"Whoa,"Collin held up his hand.

"Sorry, too practically graphic info,"Cindy grinned.

"If we did it. What would it be like afterward ?"Collin asked.

"If we had sex ? Well, I suppose,"Cindy took a deep breath."It's so wrong and bizarre. I'd be afraid you'd hate me or I'd hatred myself. I'd be afraid our relationship would be forever ruined."

"I could never hate you, Mom."

"I could never detest you. But I could hate myself for doing it - incest with you."

"I wouldn't want you to feel that way."

"Me neither. How would you feel if you and I had sex ? Would you feel tempestuous at yourself or weird ?"Cindy asked.

"I guess it depends. I guess if we work toward it. It'd be 100 % consensual."

"Of course."

"I think you're a beautiful woman. If I didn't see you as my mother, maybe it wouldn't be too weird. I'd be helping this older womanhood out with this job she has - or at to the lowest degree trying to help."

"I'm sure you'd do just fine,"Cindy smiled."role of me thinks, if we did it, we wouldn't experience horrible, negative touch sensation afterward."

"Yeah, I kinda find the like way,"Collin extended his arm, holding her against him.

"So, does this mean value you are thinking about it ?"

Collin laughed,"You aren't crying. I'll say that much."

"Well, at least that's something,"Cindy chuckled, hugging him tightly.

*******

Ronnie was at the club the adjacent Night, watching the same group of brunette moms. They were all dressed up, dancing, boozing, enjoying a girl's Night out. He was able to derive, by eavesdropping on their conversation from a nearby table, that they were sisters. They were chattering on and on, mentioning versatile male gens. One of them said"my son,"“ your son,"and so on, followed by talking of sex acts. One of them shushed another, telling her to keep back her voice down. They bickered a bit, one of them was sot, stating no one was paying attention or listening to her. She was wrong, Ronnie picked up on nearly of their conversation, pretending to be playing on his earphone in the John Wilkes Booth behind theirs.

He heard them bring up a family reunification and a cousin named Cindy. One of them asked about Cindy's son. Ronnie nodded.

When they all left a little later, Ronnie followed. He managed to stay back, in his car, long enough to park near their neighborhood. He was in a parking lot about a quarter mi away. He got out and walked.

In the bushes, with binoculars, Ronnie spied on the mothers. He shook his head, disgusted that they didn't even close the blinds. Each home he spied on he watched them walk through the house, not a care in the human race, undressing as they made their way to a bedroom. The big, beautiful houses lit up one-by-one, mother entering their sleeping room, to conduct care of their sons all night.

He could see a few couples fucking, a mother on top, riding and bouncing on a shaft. Ronnie snuck through the non-white alleyway between the beach dwelling. He heard muted cries of pleasure coming from the inside. Ronnie was able to see into one's backyard pond field. One of the women, the one who was drunkard and talking loudly about her son, was on all fours in the shoal end of the pool. She was getting fucked from behind by, Ronnie assumed, the son she was talking about. He watched the adult female climax, choler building inside him. It wouldn't be long before he would lease these mothers from their sons and testify them what they were missing. He tugged at his dick and headed back to his car.





-6-

"Am I too big ?"Cindy asked the next nighttime, in her pajama boxershorts and tank top, straddling Collin on the couch.

"Nah, you're good."

"Do you have any questions for me ?"

"About your stipulation ?"

"Anything really. The ‘ condition'or maybe what I've done to try to fix it or this hale incest idea Bea suggested."

"Bea. So you and her ?"

"Don't be silly, Collin. You know she slept in my bed when she and Bella lived with us. That woman,"Cindy shook her pass."She tried to facilitate me every single Night. All night."

"Ok, ok, I get it."

"Bella too. Both them, they,"Cindy thought about all those nighttime Bea and Bella worshiped her soundbox, each sucking a breast, kissing down to her twat."They tried to aid me. Nothing we did worked. No toys worked either."

"You have toys ?"

"Sex toys, yes. I have a big compendium of them. You know what a dildo is compensate ?"

"Ha ! Yes, Mom, I know. Vibrator ?"

"I have a couple of those too. Battery operated. Again, Collin, nothing worked,"Cindy's eyes lowered, her hand running over Collin's shirt-covered chest."I can't tell you how many prison term -"she stopped.

"What ? How many clock time you what ?"

Cindy looked him directly in his middle."How many clock time I masturbated."

"Really ?"

"I do it almost every dark, Collin. I know it's pointless. I know it won't work, but in the back of my idea I think that someday it might. I even thought about what Bea suggested - me and you - and believe it or not I actually briefly thought of you while doing it. I stopped myself. Felt weird."

Collin's mouth hung open."O-ok."

"Sorry, too often info again, right ?"

"Uh no. I guess I didn't realize you were that despairing to uh, you know."

"To orgasm ?"she looked into his eyes again."To cum ?"

"Yeah, that."

"You can use the slang term if you want. It's just me."

"Alright,"Collin rubbed the back of his neck.

"I've all but given up. Stopped dating, only play with myself with my fingers or my plaything. I'll have phone sex with Bea to humor her, but that's about it."

Collin nodded, processing everything.
"Anyway, it's late. Let's go to bed. Walk me to my room,"his female parent smiled, getting off him, extending her hand.

Collin complied, silently walking his mom to her sleeping room room access again. Cindy hugged him, kissing his cheek."It was nice spending more clip with you."

"Yeah it was."

"Collin ? Can I try something ?"

"Like what ?"

"Don't worry, zippo too scary."

"Uh ok, sure."

"Close your eye. Don't concern,"Cindy said. Collin did as was told. Cindy paused a second, looking to her son, a brace inches shorter than her. She took a rich breath and slowly kissed his backtalk. She closed her eyes, letting her lips stick to his. She felt her spine prickling then ended the kiss.

"There,"she smiled."Wasn't so bad, was it ?"

Collin's eyes fluttered capable."No, Mom. Wasn't bad at all."

She bit her bottom lip,"I swear I'm not trying to seduce you."

"No, I know, Mom. It was great. Very nice."

"Alright, I'll see you tomorrow, sweetie."

After closing her sleeping room door, Cindy stripped defenseless, grabbed her earpiece and called Bea.

Bea and Bella were covered in sweat, having rubbed pussies, scissoring for a few hours. Bea collapsed, out-of-breath, and answered the phone.

"You engaged ? Sounds like it,"Cindy said.

"Oh, not busy, had to run to catch the earphone,"Bea lied."What's up ?"

"Just wanted to let you know things are getting interesting with Collin."

"Oh ? Is he into the incest approximation too ?"

"Not sure. If so, it's not 100 %, but it could be getting there. I can't believe I'm actually thinking you're onto something with your idea."

"See ? I've failed you twice, third time's the magical spell !"

"right field,"Cindy rolled her eyes."Anyway, we'll be up soon for that reunion. Who knows what'll happen before then."

"Ok,"Bea smiled."You have a trade good night. I have a special friend over."

"Ah, I see. I should've known. Goodnight,"Cindy laughed, ending the call.

"She still doesn't know about us ?"Bella asked.

"Nah. All those three ways we had, she never suspected anything. But when she arrives here, my unfermented sis, we will point her our little secret in someone,"Bea grinned.





-7-

It was the Nox before Cindy and Collin's drive up to Confederate States Carolinas from Sunshine State. In her armoured combat vehicle top and scanty, she was lying on Collin's chest in his bed.

"Do you suppose I'm too tall ?"she asked her son.

"Of line not. You mean for sex ?"

"In universal, really."

"I don't think you're too tall. Wished I was taller."

"I think you're perfect the way you are."

"Thanks. But you're a little biased though."

"Maybe, maybe not,"Cindy rose to her articulatio cubiti, caressing his face.

"So I'd just move in with you ? We'd plowshare a bed ?"Collin asked.

Cindy smiled."Ah that. Yes. If we became lover, Collin, you'd definitely be in my bed every night."

"auditory sensation scary,"he joked.

"Oh it would be. I have quite a sexual appetite. I don't have orgasms from it, but I still want it. Weird how that works."

"Yeah."

"I'd be worried that you wouldn't be able to get married or be a founder. character of me thinks if we had sex and became fan, that you'd miss out on normal stuff,"Cindy said.

"I'd be more pock that I WOULDN'T want that. What if you wanted to remarry ?"

"I'd be afraid that once we cross that railway line I wouldn't want those normal things either,"Cindy admitted.

"I don't know of any mom and son couples. I don't know how it works,"Collin said.

"Then I guess we'd simply have to be together forever,"Cindy smiled. She rolled on her back,"Kiss me."

"Huh ?"

"I kissed you the other night. I'd like you to try kissing me. On the sass. See how it feels from your end,"Cindy closed her centre."semen on. Don't be shy. It's just me."

"Heh, yeah,"Collin gave her a immediate peck on the lips.

"Collin ! You can do advantageously than that. Pretend I'm a woman you love and you have taken your dame to bed,"his mother said.

Collin shrugged.

"I'm your lady,"his mother said."You've taken me to bed. Please kiss me."

Collin took a deep breath, looking to her lips, her fold eyes, then down to her chest, watching it go up and down with each intimation. He gulped, closed his eyes and moved toward her lips.

Cindy felt her spine quiver again. His sass pressed softly against hers. She touched his expression and increased the pressure. She pulled him in, their lips pressed firmly against one another's now. They were forgetting to breathe out of their noses.

"See ?"Cindy broke the kiss, holding Collin against her font, his mouth breathing into hers."See, we can kiss like this, right ?"

"Mmhmm,"Collin agreed, kissing her again, drawing in air through his nose this time.

The osculation came one rightfulness after another. Before Cindy knew it, knife were involved ; lapping against one another and licking lips.

Collin placed a hand on her tummy, continuing to kiss her. His script slid under her army tank top, resting on her abs. Cindy moaned, grabbing his head with both men, thoroughly making out with him.

Collin rubbed her tummy. Cindy quickly pulled her shirt up then pushed his handwriting."You can do it, if you want,"she whispered.

Collin resumed kissing her, sliding his hand further north. His finger touched portion of her chest ; his female parent moaned into his mouth.

"Do it,"she urged him.

Collin's hand covered a breast, squeezing softly, feeling the erect teat against his palm."Yes,"Cindy broke the kiss, gasping for air.

Collin kissed at her neck following. Cindy turned her head to the side, her eubstance tingling all over, as Collin massaged a breast. She wondered if Bea was right all along. Collin is who was needed to realize her cum.

She stopped him, rolling on top of him, flinging her shirt off and lowered her tits to his face. Collin's custody roamed over her back, while he licked, kissed, and sucked her breasts.

"Oh, Collin, yes,"she whispered. Cindy felt something, something other than an erecting against her pantie. She felt like she could lose herself with him. She felt like she could present her body to Collin every day.

She slid down his body, her breasts coming out of his sass, and kissed him harder than before. Cindy felt like he could easily make her cum. She thought about why and how when her mobile phone sound ringing shook her backbone to reality.

It rang respective times before Cindy broke the osculation, annoyingly grabbing her telephone. It was a cousin from Charleston, the one that invited her to the reunion.

"Hi, yes. Looking forward to it,"Cindy sat on the edge of Collin's bed on her phone."Huh uh. Sounds great. We'll leave around 3am. Yeah I'm up former unremarkable anyway, so it's fine."

Cindy stood, picking up her tankful top, flinging it over her shoulder,"Alright, wonderful. See you and everyone else then."

She ended the call, standing in Collin's doorway."Sorry about all that before the earphone call. Got carried away. We're leaving really early tomorrow ; I better get some sleep."

Collin nodded, watching his topless mother lead his elbow room. He lay down, his heart racing, trying to make sense of what just happened.

Arriving to her room, Cindy kicked off her panties and climbed into bed."Bea is right. Collin is the answer."





-8-

Collin slept almost half the way there the fall out morning. As Cindy drove from their Tampa dwelling, thinking about the events from the former dark, she'd glance at him and smile.

Past Jacksonville, they stopped for breakfast. They were tranquillize as they ate. Cindy could recount Collin felt awkward. She didn't and acted as though nothing happened.

"So, tell me, how experienced are you ?"Cindy asked, ten minute into the drive after breakfast.

"Not very."

"What does that think ? Collin, are you a Virgo ? Have you played around ?"his mother asked.

"I'm not a virgin,"Collin replied, not really wanting to go into it.

"I really enjoyed end night,"Cindy said, changing the subject to the two of them."I thought it was really sweet and loving. I think we were headed to crossing a line. Had I not got that telephone birdsong, we might have."

"Yeah."

"You don't have to palpate shy around me. You can relax."

"Alright,"Collin kept looking out the rider side window.

"I don't care if you aren't experienced. That is, if we took it that far. If we had sex."

Collin remained quiet.

"Did you love final stage night ? Our little session ?"

Collin nodded.

"Do you think you'd privation to do it again ?"

He nodded once more.

Cindy smiled, driving along."Well, if you want we can see how far it goes. luck are though, I'll be having a lot of sex on this trip."

"Huh ?"Collin looked over to his mother.

"Bea and Bella. Unless of course you wanted to play with me instead."

"Oh, right,"Collin returned watching the trees zoom by on the interstate highway."Maybe."

"Let me get it on. No pressure."

*******

Two bikini-clad women, one a myopic, dyed-red tomentum, and the other a taller blond, greeted Cindy and Collin.

They led them inside after many hugs and kiss. They unpacked, each had their own elbow room in Bea's new home then they sat and chatted a bit.

Bella emerged dressed and pulled Collin off the couch."We're going to the stock. We need stuff for dinner tonight."

"Alright,"Collin smiled, following Bella.

The second the door closed, Bea lunged at Cindy straddling her, kissing her, ripping off her own bikini top. They said nothing, Cindy standing, taking the smaller woman to bed. She slammed her down, tore off her wearing apparel, aligned her pussy up with Bea's and went at it as hard as she could. Bea was cumming in seconds.

Cindy sat on the bed, Bea straddling her, and sucked on Bea's tits."I missed you too,"Cindy said, popping a mamilla out of her mouth.

Bella and Collin arrived an time of day later from the store. Bella sent a text to let them know they were there, Bea's phone buzzing on the bedside mesa, signaling them to go along it down some.

Bella and Collin changed into bathing cause after putting the food market away. They played volleyball in the pool, Bella occasionally hearing a softened cry of pleasure coming from her sister.

Bea emerged an hour later in her Bikini. She jumped into the kitty, swimming to her sister."You're turn,"she grinned. Collin watched Bella get out of the kitty, removing her top before she walked into the house.

"Wan na go to the beach ?"Bea asked.

"Sure,"Collin answered.

Bella's muffled yell were heard side by side as Bea and Collin walked out of the fencing, making their way to the beach.

"We love your mother, we really do,"Bea said, riding around on Collin's back in the water."We've been trying to avail her."

"I know. She told me about her problem."

"Bella and I are going to talk more about it with her tonight. There's something we need to tell her that may help."

"assistant ?"

Bea climbed off his spine, swimming to his front, wrapping her legs around him in the piddle."Help her see how common and how marvellous incest is."

Collin was confused.

"I think you are what she needs in every way. I think you and her will suffer a wonderful spirit together."

Collin slowly nodded.

They played in the ocean a little recollective, before heading back to Bea's house.

Bella and Cindy were sweaty and tired. Bella was lying in her arm, kissing Cindy's nighest titty."Can't wait for the two of us to love you tonight."

"Should be fun,"Cindy said, wiping her forehead.

"There's something we need to talk to you about,"Bella added."Something I think you'll like."

"Heh, alright."

Bella and Cindy showered, joining Bea and Collin in the kitchen preparing dinner. Cindy hugged her son from behind, kissing his cheek.

They ate dinner together, chatted about Bea and Bella's lovely new home, talked about how friendly the neighborhood is. Bea didn't live far from the household reunion Cindy and Collin were attending the next day.

After walking on the beach, watching the sundown, they headed back to the planetary house. Bea and Bella retired leaving Cindy and Collin on the couch.

Collin fell asleep in her weapons system. She held him on the couch, savoring his warmth. After an hour or so, Cindy starting to fade, she walked Collin to bed before she herself fell asleep.

After tucking him in, she undressed in his room. She gathered her shirt and shorts, tossing her thong onto Collin's pillow.

Bea and Bella were still awake, naked, waiting for her."We'll be restrained,"Bea said, approaching Cindy, guiding her to their bed, covering her in kisses.

Cindy moaned, arms extended, lying on her back, the two women worshiping her body. They licked and kissed over every brawn. They worked their way up, each taking a breast to their mouths. Cindy felt no impulse to climax, but loved the attending from her friends.

"Cindy,"Bea spoke up."I bet you're wondering why I suggested incest."

"A little."

The sister smiled at one another, their brim touching, which led to mouth possibility, and natural language invading. Cindy watched them osculate, caress, fondle one another. Finally, they 69'd, Cindy's pussy dripping wet while watching them.

The sisters locked their peg around each other. They did their expert to be quietly, all while forgetting Cindy was there, watching them.

They kissed each other during their orgasm in endeavor to dull their moans of pleasure.

"How long ?"Cindy asked.

Bella kissed along Cindy's neck, whispering in her ear,"A few years."

"We've done a good job of keeping it secret from everyone,"Bea added.

The three women shared a passionate kiss."Are you two fan ? A couple ?"Cindy asked.

"No,"Bea answered."Bella has her friends, I have mine, but this is how we show love to each other - through sex."

"Makes sense now. Why you suggested Collin and I do this."

"Yes, but you are his mom. I suspected a female parent and son would want to be a couple - I don't see how they couldn't be. It'd be far to a greater extent intimate. Unless of course, you planned it out. He or you would go on to get married, only having sex when you can and won't get caught."

"Or you could move in here,"Bella blurted out.

"Ha, yes, there's that too,"Bea added.

Cindy unwrapped her arm around Bella, grabbing and squeezing Bea's breast, bringing it to her mouth."Maybe."

*******

That dark, Ronnie dug shallow Stephanie Graf outside of his summing up warehouse. He dug ten graves, the scandal piled next to each one. He had no idea how many female parent he'd be able to nobble. He was assuming at least five.

The next day he would go hunting. nearly of it would consist of Sir Thomas More watching and following. But he would bring his Tasers, his SUV would be cleaned out, making decent room for their eubstance. He was unable to purchase a gun in a timely fashion, so a baseball bat was brought along in typesetter's case the Tasers malfunctioned or broke.

Ronnie removed his shirt, wiping perspiration from his monumental, brawny body. He tugged his at his dick again, thinking about fucking these women all night - his psychosis fully setting in.





-9-

It was such a unusual event. Cindy did n't know what to bring in of her kin at the reunion. Some of them, full cousin, she had n't seen in years. There was something very odd about them though. Collin picked up on it too.

There were no hubby. There were no men over the age of thirty. other to mid-20s seemed to be the oldest age range, eighteen being the youngest. The cleaning lady, all brunettes, all shortsighted than Cindy, were in their late 30s up to mid-40s. However, they all looked fab. No grizzly hair's-breadth, barely any noticeable crinkle. Their organic structure were in incredible condition. They did n't liken to the wonderment Woman-like shape of Cindy, but they certainly had fitness model or sprigger bodies.

Everyone seemed too well-chosen too. While she had n't seen many of them in year, they hugged her and Collin, pulling them in with the group like it 'd been only days since they finis saw their best friend - Cindy. She was confused by it, smiling awkwardly, her and Collin hugging them back, not sure what to reckon. The males approached Collin, a pair of them had to re-introduce themselves to him ; it 'd been since he was a tot since he saw a couple of them.

Things got interesting later on. Cindy, always observant, apparently not enough to see Bea and Bella were lover, noticed the female parent and Son behaved differently. It was subtle ; a hand placement here, a caress there, a hug or peck on the cheek or sass. She noticed one of the mother 's sitting next to her son, her mitt on his thigh, his arm around her after dinner party. `` They 're like brace, '' Cindy thought. She glanced at Collin. Their eyes met, he looked away.

The way they talked to her, asking her questions about Collin and her architectural plan, it made Cindy tone as though they were expecting her and Collin to be More than mom and son. One son was holding his mom from behind, while she and Cindy talked. He kissed her head and left to grab a soda.

Cindy saw one of the mothers flirt with Collin. She had to hide a jape, seeing his unease at an older adult female sitting on his lap asking about college plans while playing with his hair. He did n't know where to put his hired hand on his cousin. So he sat on them.

'' Well you look incredible, '' one of the older sons complimented Cindy later on nearing the end of their conversation. `` I 've been trying to get Mom in the gym more often. But you ; wow. Gorgeous. ``

His mother joined his slope. `` Of course she 's gorgeous too, '' the son hugged her, quickly kissing her lips.

Cindy blushed, seeing him glance over her body. It was mildly out or keeping, but given the type of relatives she apparently had, she did n't mind as much.

They invited Cindy to go out with them that evening - char only. Collin suggested she 'd have fun. In truth, he felt awkward, so did Cindy. They were surrounded by mothers and sons who were obviously romantically involved. They were the odd couple out. Time apart to process it was what they needed.

Cindy brought a dress just in case. A cousin-german picked her up, and she left Collin alone with her friends Bea and Bella.

'' Soooo ? '' Bea said, sitting next to Collin on the sofa. `` How are things with your mom ? ``

'' Uh, fine. ``

'' We saw the way you looked at her, or barely looked at her, when she left. I 'm guessing all the mummy at the reunion have very especial relationships with their Logos. ``

'' How did you know that they - I mean, maybe, that 's the way it seemed. ``

'' Everyone here does it, '' Bella said. `` Including us."

"Huh ?"

The sisters traded facial expression, stood, and unattired. Collin's mouth hung open up as they started kissing passionately.

*******

Ronnie watched the group of cleaning woman, one of them he never saw before, sit and crapulence in the loud night nine. He had it all planned out. He'd take them one-by-one, two at a clip if possible, pilling them up in his SUV, parked near the hind end entree. He watched the grandiloquent one, Cindy, thinking that he might experience fuss with her.

He waited and waited, his fate finally paying off. He nabbed two of them at once. They got too close to him. Ronnie wrapped his Brobdingnagian weapon around them, pulling them out of the gage doorway, his hired man over their mouths. He punched them, then throwing them in the spine of his SUV.

Ronnie watched four that remained, grow curious, calling their missing first cousin on the speech sound. One of them went outside, Ronnie followed. He took her from hind end, his hand over her mouth, knocked her out and tossed her in the back.

He waited and used his Taser on the fourth and fifth part cleaning lady when they came outside together. Ronnie snuck back in via the back doorway and found the sixth and net woman, sitting alone, wondering if her cousin was ok. They told her they'd be right back.

"maintenance to dance ?"Ronnie smiled, extending his hand to Cindy.

"No thanks,"she answered.

"You sure ?"

"I'm sure."

Ronnie tugged at his prick through his shorts."Aww, come on."

"There's nothing you have that will do me any good,"Cindy glanced to his crotch, grabbed her purse and left.

Ronnie sneered and followed.





-10-

Cindy fell to her knees, in an alley outside the nine, feeling her torso overtaken by electrical energy. She shook, her centre rolled into the back of her head, she drooled. The only mentation on her judgment was Collin.

Ronnie was confused. She did n't thresh and flail about like the others. He made the mistake of letting go of the trigger to audit her. Cindy sprung up, her hand to Ronnie 's throat, squeezing it as hard as she could. He gasped for air, staring into the human face of a fantastic fauna ; an animal he injured. He fired a second Taser, shocking her again.

She released her suitcase around his throat and fell to her human knee once more. She blacked out and convulsed on the priming coat, unconscious mind. Ronnie coughed and rubbed his throat, trying to get air back into his lungs.

'' Ah shit, '' he caught his breath.

He checked his surroundings, bent down, and scooped Cindy up.

'' Damn, you 're heavy, '' he placed her in the megabucks of womanhood in the spinal column of his SUV.

Cindy woke up an hour later, her ankles and radiocarpal joint bounce and tied. She was in a summation office ; the only sparkle source was Moon shining down from a hole in the roof on the early slope of the office window.

Cindy counted six large dog crateful. Four of them had fair sex, her cousins, crammed into them. Their wrists and ankles tied like Cindy's. There was an empty one that Cindy guessed she couldn't fit in. Another was evacuate too. Its inhabitant was outside the office staff, on the table, Moon light shining down on her, as huge, powerful black man raped her.

The screams shook Cindy from her grogginess. Each clip Ronnie slammed his cock into her cousin she screamed out.

"Has he done this to all of you ?"Cindy whispered. She was met by a quiet yes from the quoin crate.

"Ahhh !"she heard her cousin scream. She was hang over the tabular array, Ronnie right behind her, raping her.

He pulled out, spin out her around, punching her across the facial expression. Ronnie threw her over his shoulder and headed for the office staff. It was Cindy's turn.

"trade good, you're awake,"Ronnie grunted seeing Cindy back away, standing against the wall. Ronnie put her cousin back in her crateful and moved toward Cindy, his big nut sack dangling below his rod.

He backhanded Cindy across her aspect, cutting her lip. He grabbed her by the hair and pulled her out of the room.

"You fought back. I'm going to be extra hard on you,"Ronnie turned her around, pushing her down on the table.

Cindy said nothing, she didn't wow, she remained expressionless, taking in her surroundings.

Ronnie entered her from ass, sliding his cock all the way in, stretching her out. Cindy remained still, letting him, ignoring the nuisance. She observed a little desk in the corner. She was able to make out parts of the desk falling off, rotting away. She saw a black clump next to it - Ronnie's clothes. The moonlight shining down assisted her with seeing R-2 next to his wear, and something on the desk. It was small rectangular. She wondered if it was a tool of some sorting for cutting rope. As Ronnie raped her she thought of a program. She wanted to get over to the desk somehow to get the putz, maybe use it to free the others. Cindy needed to be untied first.

An hour passed, Ronnie wasn't letting up, giving it to Cindy the hardest and prospicient. Moonlight disappeared behind clouds. Cindy heard thunder getting louder and louder. As Ronnie raped her, Cindy felt a rainfall drop soil on her back. Then another and various more falling through the hole in the ceiling. The rain droplets felt nice.

"That's it. feeling skillful. I'll make him think I enjoy this,"Cindy idea. more than rain drop kissed her cutis and Cindy let out a loud moan.

Ronnie kept going, Cindy moaned again, then looked over shoulder. She did her best to agitate back against his unvarying thrusts.

"You like it, bitch ?"Ronnie asked, sweat and now rain cliff falling from him.

"Uh huh,"Cindy moaned again.

"commodity. I'll make you all forget your son. It'll just take prison term,"Ronnie said.

"Yes !"Cindy whimpered."Yes !"

"Ah bastard, that's it baby, feel that prick owning that kitty-cat,"Ronnie grunted.

"Harder,"Cindy said.

"You want it surd ? You got it,"Ronnie flipped her onto her back. Rain pouring in now.

"Yes !"Cindy cried out."Fuck me !"

He went on for ten more second, thrusting in and out of her. Her pussy was wet now, but not from thinking of Ronnie, but what she'd do to him if freed.

"Ow, ow, my articulatio radiocarpea,"Cindy complained.

"You want that roach loosened. I'll be right wing back,"Ronnie's cock slid out of her gaping pussy.

"Hey,"she stopped him."Remove the forget me drug and I'll let you hump me all night. I was wrong at the club."

Ronnie paused ; in his mind he'd kill her anyway. He shrugged, cut the rope and Cindy grabbed his head bringing him for a retentive, hard kiss, making notation of the cutting tool Ronnie set on the storey nearby.

She wrapped her blazon and legs around him and he reentered her. They kissed while he bounced her up and down, the rain coming down hard on them now. Cindy decided to do something she hadn't done since she was married - fake an orgasm.

Cindy put on a display too. She flailed backward, screaming with faked pleasure as loud as she could. The rain poured down on her, Ronnie watching what he thought was something he caused.

"Yes ! Yes !"Cindy cried. She rolled off the table, Ronnie sliding out of her, pretending to be in some sort of orgasmic trance. She quickly grabbed the tool, tucking it under her body.

"I've seen that many times, not as wild as yours, but still unspoilt,"Ronnie arrogantly watched her crawl to his pile of clothes.

"Take a severance, I'll keep going in a trivial bit,"Ronnie said. Cindy reached his clothes, feeling around in the darkened corner for something. She found a remaining Taser in his pants.

"Hey, what are you doing ? Let's get you back over here,"Ronnie made his way to her.

Cindy shot the Taser, but only one-half of the two barbs hit him. It landed in his shoulder, causing him to go to his human knee. Cindy made her way to the business office, her finger on the gun trigger, holding it down, only delivering half the electrical dosage.

She let go, rushing into the room, opening dog crates, cutting rope as fast as she could. Cindy freed her cousin-german just in time for them to scupper Ronnie. He was stunned from the Taser, but not completely paralytic or unconscious.

The pile of women was pummeling, beating Ronnie, cussing him out. Cindy pulled each of them off him, kicking him, screaming at him, one-by-one. He was left with a bloody nose and a busted lip.

'' Go ! Get help ! '' Cindy ordered.

'' You have to come in with us ! ``

'' Find helper ; get home to your sons. I 'll handle him, '' Cindy squeezed her full cousin 's shoulder. `` They love and need their moms, just like you love and need them. ``

She turned to Ronnie. He was getting up, wincing in pain.

'' Go ! '' she yelled over her shoulders. `` It 's my turn. ``

Ronnie threw a poke, Cindy ducked and jabbed in his ribs. Ronnie threw another, Cindy did the Sami. On the one-third plug Cindy caught his fist with her script. She reared back with her costless handwriting as hard as she could and jampack her fist into Ronnie 's costa. She heard a crack.

The next sound Cindy heard was Ronnie bellowing in hurting, then gasping for air, from his broken costa. He was on his knee, clutching his side.

Cindy stood, expressionless watching Ronnie Australian crawl away - a big, hulking man, seemingly taken out by a punch. She smirked and walked toward him. Ronnie took a deep breath, gathering as much air as the pain would provide, and quickly punched Cindy in the gut, taking her off guard.

She doubled over, cursing herself for not seeing his attack coming. She did n't have time to see Ronnie 's following attack either. Gathering all the air in his lungs, sending oxygen to his muscles, he squatted, grabbed Cindy and tossed her over his huge shoulders.

She landed directly on the worn down, damaged area of the floor. All 150 pounds of brawn of the six-foot-tall womanhood crashed through it and fell to the foremost floor near the entrance of the warehouse. Ronnie looked through the hole, barely able to make out her body in foetal position.

He fell to his knees once more than, in torment. `` I 'm going bury that gripe. ``

Ronnie, struggling to breath, limped down the steel step. He grabbed his spadeful, then a handwriting replete of Cindy 's hair. `` Bury this beef, '' he could barely whisper. He dragged her cut up and bruised, unconscious body out into the mud, toward the Robert Graves he dug earlier.





-11-

Bea and Bella were on either side of Collin, naked, sharing ice cream, taking a fracture from their incestuous show. They occasionally fed him a bite.

"Hey, uh, it's getting kind late. Shouldn't Mom be back by now ?"he asked.

"It's ok,"Bella patted Collin's thigh."They are probably having a cracking time."

"Yeah, maybe a fiddling drinking, dancing, who knows. I'm sure she's fine,"Bea added.

In that exact moment, Ronnie was pushing a potpourri of malicious gossip and mud from the mass next to the grave onto to Cindy's body. He managed to underwrite her feet, legs, stomach, chest with a layer ; her feet and legs covered the most. He covered half her face and had to contain. The hurting in his costa was too a lot. Ronnie went to his genu, the pelting pouring down on him, and focusing on breathing. He was exhausted but his anger would take him to fill out his task and get away.

person else's ire was driving them. Cindy's oculus opened in the tomb. They darted around, figuring out where she was. She saw Ronnie, his back to her, struggling, clutching his side. Cindy pulled her arm out of the heavy stain and mud, brushing it first away from her nerve, spitting some out of her back talk. She sat up in the grave, poop falling off her shoulders and breasts. With her other arm liberate now, she pushed and moved her legs, allowing herself to rise. Standing in the grave, ignoring the pain in her head, she stared at Ronnie.

He was mumbling to himself, coughing, spitting up blood. Cindy turned around and climbed out of the grave. She walked around it toward Ronnie. He caught effort in his peripheral vision, turning to face her.

"No !"he reached for the power shovel, swinging it at Cindy. She caught the weak swing with her powerful hand and yanked the shovel away from him. She head-butted Ronnie in the face, causing him stumble and declivity backward.

This was the point at which her fad truly consumed her. She could've walked away, waiting for the police force to come. Instead, she thought of this man's plan to adopt her and others away from their Logos. She didn't think about incest, or Collin possibly causing her to cum - she only thought about him being the individual she loved most, and Ronnie was going to choose her from him.

She circled him, planning her succeeding move, the rain causing blood and mud to drip from her.

"Get up,"She ordered. Ronnie shook his head, backing away.

"I said get up !"Cindy pulled him to his feet.

"Just, just let me go,"Ronnie pleaded."You've won."

"No I haven't. Not yet !"Cindy kicked his stifle in as severe as she could, causing it to turn back. Ronnie roared in painfulness, falling to the priming coat. Cindy circled him again.

He held his arm up, begging her to stop. Cindy reached down, grabbing his left arm, flipping him on to his stomach, and pulling his arm behind him. She pulled his huge arm as hard as she could."Break !"she ordered.

"Break !"she grit her dentition and pulled his hand back toward his articulatio humeri steel and beyond. Finally, she heard a snap fastener and a pop, followed by gasping for air. She released her grip and continued circling Ronnie.

She watched him overstretch himself along the mud with his working arm, inching along toward the shovel ; as if he could do anything now.

Cindy lunged at him, mounting him and proceeded to flap down her fists repeatedly into his face. She was like some sorting of batting cage fighter, except there was no referee to tear her off him.

His nose broke, his nerve and brim were cut, teeth were knocked out, his optic cut, and swollen shut.

When Cindy's metacarpophalangeal joint seared with pain in the neck, she squatted over Ronnie, and hammered the slope of her fists onto his facial expression, throat, and chest over and over. She was like a chimp that turned on their trainer. Except there was no zoo employee to take her down.

When her hands became too sore, Cindy stood, and proceeded to stomp her hound into Ronnie's body as arduous as she could. She heard more roast crack. She saw him vomit to a greater extent line of descent and the contents of his intestine. His body was a wear out hatful of mush. She stood over his face, now totally unrecognizable, and brought her knee up as high as she could. She slammed her foot down onto his face with all her might. Cindy pulled her heel out of what remained of his grimace. Her and his blood covered it, mixed with some of his teeth.

Cindy looked to his lifeless body, his pectus still, and felt the rage subside. hell dust and lightning crackled in the space. Cindy caught her breath."shag you."

She went to her human knee, and then rolled to her binding in the mud, exhausted. She heard Siren in the distance. Cindy never shot anyone while on duty, never Tazered anyone, never had to use her baton, but that night in the pelting, she killed a man with her bare hands.

The sirens grew louder and louder with each moment. She closed her oculus thinking of Collin. She'd see him soon.

A moment later she was surrounded by EMTs. Her cousin broke through."Ma'am you'll need to stay back,"they pulled her away from Cindy.

"We told them everything, all about what he did here,"her cousin said while being pulled away. Cindy nodded and sat up. She pushed the EMTs away and stood. They draped a towel over her body.

"Ma'am we need to tally you over,"one of them said.

Cindy didn't reply, instead walking toward a constabulary ship's officer."I need to see to my son,"she demanded.

"Ma'am we need a statement from you. We need to corroborate your report with theirs,"he said.

"I understand that and I will get together. But I need to see my son. We aren't staying far from here. We're near the beach, a few statute mile away. All I need is fifteen transactions. Let me shower and check on him. You can drive me there and delay for me."

"Ma'am I don't -"

"I'm an officer too. In Tampa Bay, formerly LAPD. I've never been a victim until today. Please, drive me to my son. fifteen second. I'll be in and out,"Cindy said, the officer trying his sound not to glint at her raw body.

The officer looked around, looking to the former abduct cleaning lady. `` Alright. All their statements have been given. They all said you stayed behind so they could get help. I 'll take you to your son, go ahead look into on him, get cleaned up and come back out to my car. XV minute. ``

'' Thank you, '' Cindy said.

She sat naked in the backbone of his car, warming herself with the EMT-provided towels.



-12-

"Ah yes ! Yes !"Bea and Bella were in the middle of the living way storey, scissoring in front of Collin. His oral fissure open as he watched the sis fuck.

"Mmm,"Bea pounced on Bella, kissing her. They rolled around on the story for Collin. Their kissed ended and they sat following to him, naked, kissing his cheeks.

"Good huh ?"Bea asked.

"Wow,"he whispered.

"I love her pussy. I love your mom's too,"Bea said.

"Are you overnice and hard ?"Bella asked.

"Uh,"Collin glanced to his crotch.

"lack to suck his shaft with me ?"Bella asked.

"Bella, no. Let's let his mom do that,"Bea said.

"Awww,"Bella frowned.

"It's tempting, but Cindy should first, not us. Maybe we can after they get it on."

"Sure,"Bella shrugged."I could use a dip in the pool,"Bella spoke up."Want to skinny dip with us ?"

"Uh, no thanks, I'm going to wait for Mom to get here."

"What a truelove,"Bella kissed his cheek and hopped off the couch.

"Two women, babe, defenseless and wanting you to go scrawny dipping. You'd rather wait for your mother,"Bea said."I think that's wonderful."

She joined Bella, grabbing her bridge player, heading out back for a dip in the pool.

Collin sighed, trying to calm his erection. His balls hurt from the incestuous appearance Bea and Bella performed for him. He wondered where his mom was.

A few moments later, his concern was relieved. A improbable, bare, fit woman, her hair damp, her hide muddy and bloody, practically burst through the front threshold."My room. Five minutes,"she glared.

He gulped watching her nude trunk quickly go by him. Cindy went straight to her shower, washing off dirt and blood. She only had fifteen minute to check on Collin. The officer waiting in the drive would come in to the door when time was up.

Cindy took ten transactions to launder herself. It was fine - she only needed five minute with Collin. She found him waiting on the bed when she exited the shower and bathroom, soaking wet, not bothering to dry off.

"Mom, are you -"Collin stood to greet her. He was interrupted by her sassing on his.

"Undress,"she said, after a passionate candy kiss, pulling his shirt off.

"Mom, wait,"he squirmed.

"No. No waiting. I only have a few minutes to show you how much I love you,"Cindy said, flinging his shirt over her shoulder. She helped him jerk his underdrawers off, not bothering with any foreplay.

She pushed Collin on the bed before he could step out of his shorts and bagger. Cindy mounted him, squatting over him, looking to his case. She didn't think about using her son to cum. The only thing she thought of was how much she loved him and how horrifying it would've been if they were separated forever - like what Ronnie intended to do.

"Collin,"Cindy grabbed the base of his erect putz, holding it to the entrance of its soon-to-be abode."I love you."

With that she impaled herself on his tool, coming down on him with all her body weight, sending his cock as mysterious as it could go. Cindy nearly passed out.

She saw her son looking at her, a looking of cushion mixed with pleasure on his nerve. Cindy was trembling, heart racing, having trouble breathing.

"Y-yes,"she struggled to whisper. She felt light building inside her.

She lifted off her son, and impaled herself again."Yes,"she said a little louder.

Once more she squatted up and came down on his prick."Yes !"she cried out, the scant inside her growing more and more, spreading to every piece of her trunk, radiating passion and pleasure.

"Yes !"she screamed out. She was cumming.

She squatted a couple more time, her total body felt tingly. Her pussy contracted and trembled. Cindy looked into her son's face, ineffective to breathe or speak.

It grew and grew. The pulsing, throbbing feeling, like magma pushing out of a volcano. Her climax erupted.

"C, Co,"she gasped for air, euphoria setting in.

"Ahhh !"She arched her back, joy flowing in every vena, the feeling of light pouring out of her body.

With one terminal loud, soulful moan, Cindy ejaculated, squirting and spraying her juice all over Collin.

She collapsed on top of him, shaking, out-of-breath, her physical structure feeling like jelly.

It was so fast. Cindy climaxed so quickly with him, just like she did the second she birthed him all those years ago.

Collin gulped, the tactual sensation was get, and he almost came from it, but he somehow, miraculously didn't.

"Wow,"he breathed. His mother let out another long moan.

A few arcminute passed, Cindy knew their time was up - at least for a few hours. She was kissing him, lying on top of Collin, the police force officer banging on the front door."I have to go,"she said in between kiss."I love you so much."

Collin sat up, bringing her with him, still kissing."I love you too."

"I don't know if I can resist. Or walk."

"Mom, I'll assistant,"he said. Cindy rolled off him, his cock popped out of her.

He wobbled over to her suitcase, picking out a random top and underdrawers, having hassle standing as well.

"Here,"he tossed her the clothes.

"Mmm, I can't. I can't,"Cindy moaned, rubbing herself all over.

Cindy grabbed her shorts, pulling them up to her waistline. He sat his female parent up ; she kissed at his stomach and breast while he assisted with putting her shirt on.

"When I get back, you're mine. I need you in me,"Cindy said. Collin nodded, pulling her to her feet. They kissed once to a greater extent, Cindy holding him tight.

He grabbed some shorts and a T-shirt, and then helped her walk out. He propped her against the breast door, making out while the cop waiting patiently. The doorbell rang, he knocked again.

"Go, I'll be here for you when you get back,"Collin said.

"Can't wait."

She opened the door, looking over her berm, smiling at her buff. She blew her son a kiss, and grabbed the cop's arm. He gave her a look and walked her to the vertebral column of his car.

The EMT's checked her over once more ; her cuts were minor, not needing stitches. Before her orgasm with Collin, her entire physical structure was in pain from her fall and subsequent fight with Ronnie. An hour after the effects of climaxing for the first meter in over eighteen years had worn off, the pain started to return. Her helping hand hurt the most, but they would bruise up and heal. She also had signs of a underage concussion.

Cindy gave her story to the police ; it was the Saame as the others, only slightly different.

Cindy stayed behind so they could recover help. She fought Ronnie, after initially injuring him ; he got the upper berth hand. She woke up in a grave with dirt on her. epinephrine took over and they fought once more. She beat him to death. That was all the police force needed to know. She left out one detail of how commodity it felt hearing his bones fling or seeing his face turn into an unrecognizable mess.

several witnesses at the club were interviewed too, noting Ronnie's shady behavior.

She thanked the officer for letting her check on Collin. She uncharacteristically gave him a hug. He cleared his pharynx and awkwardly patted her back. Cindy was in the best climate she's ever been in.

When Cindy was dropped off by the officer, she opened the front door, Bella and Bea were kissing on the sofa ; she smiled at them and headed to bed.





-13-

"Mom,"Collin, in drawers and a tee shirt, sat up in bed."Everything ok ?"

"perfective tense. How about you ?"

"I'm good."

Cindy sat next to him, grabbing his script."I mean about in the first place. About us having sex."

"Right. It was, it was -"

"Incredible ?"

"Yeah. Incredible. Kinda quickly though."

"Collin, sweetheart, do you cogitate you and I could retain doing that ? Only if you want to of course."

Collin looked her over, his eyes landing on her smiling,"I think we could."

"Wonderful. I'm going to shower down again. I feel like I still have dried mud somewhere on me,"Cindy giggled. I'll be right out. We'll call for it real slow up this time."

Collin nodded.

"We can explore each other's bodies."

"Yes,"he nodded once more.

"Great,"Cindy kissed his impudence and made her way to the bathroom. She undressed without closing the threshold. Collin watched her soapsuds up behind the crystallise rain shower door.

"Wow,"his whispered, watching her manpower trail over her fit torso and bombastic breasts.

Cindy dried off this time. There was no urgency to moderate on her son, to show him how often she loved him or to cum - she was simply there for him.

Collin looked her up and down. She played with his hair, standing before him.

"Are you in pain ?"he asked."You have some cuts and bruises."

"A concussion too. But I'll be fine. Feel release to kiss my combat injury if you want - or kiss wherever you want."

"I don't know where to start."

"Bea and Bella like to osculate on these,"Cindy cupped her boob."Then work their way down. But you do whatever you want. I have a feeling, since you're all I need I won't be having sex with them as much. At some stage I may toss you to those wolves - but I want you all to myself for a while."

Collin sat staring at her body.

"Here,"Cindy reached for his hands, placing them on her breadbasket."Relax, explore. We didn't get a luck earlier ; I was pressed for meter. I really needed you though. I still do."

Cindy moved his hands up her intone middle to her knocker."There we go,"she smiled watching Collin gently squeeze them.

"We're moving here,"Cindy said.

"We are ?"Collin glanced to her face, still massaging her breasts.

"Yep. We'll live here with them for a while. Maybe even appease with our relatives some. Since they are all like this,"Cindy gestured to herself and Collin.

She felt her body tingle when Collin rubbed her teat. He licked his rim as he did."Go ahead. Suck them,"Cindy placed her hand behind his head, arching her back.

When his mouthpiece made contact with her breasts, nursing from them, sucking and licking the mamilla, Cindy nearly climaxed there. Her middle fluttered, her neck arched, she moaned,"He's better than everyone at that."

"Hmm ?"Collin asked, taking a nipple out of his mouth.

"I said you're better than everyone that has sucked them."

"But I'm not doing anything. Am I ? Just licking and sucking."

"I know,"Cindy smiled."Get au naturel, please."

Cindy went to her back. Collin, now nude, started with her feet, kissing and licking them. He worked his way up her peg, kissing her inner thighs.

"It's yours,"Cindy said, spreading her legs, revealing her puss."Eat it as long as you want. If I squirt again, don't be afraid."

Collin wasn't afraid. He happily dive in, licking and eating out her kitty. Cindy orgasmed several times in that many moment. Each time she sprayed her juice all over her son's face. Collin laughed, his case drenched and dripping.

He licked his way over her tummy, breasts, neck, finding her mouth. She loved the taste of herself on his tongue.

On top of her, with one purpose, to take her with his cum, Collin entered her. Cindy came within irregular again, Collin a piffling later. When he ejaculated, his cock pumping her full of cum, she climaxed too. Both of them together, staring into one another's centre, their cries of pleasance heard throughout the house.

Collin rested. They said nothing, only kissed tenderly. When Collin was gear up to go again, he got behind Cindy, licking all over her ass, fingering her from bum, giving her another orgasm.

He paused when he entered her, running his hands all over her binding. Cindy looked over her shoulder joint at him, another orgasm on the way. She didn't see the answer to her job, she didn't see the one man that could make her cum, she saw the one man she loved more than any person in the world.

Her younger, wonderful man smiled at her and knack over to kiss along her back.

He went to one knee, grabbed her articulatio coxae and mated with a penny-pinching constant climaxing woman - his mother.





-14-

The slept well into the good afternoon the future day.

When they woke up, there was a billet, written by Bea, saying they were at the beach and breakfast was in the refrigerator to warm up up.

They made love in the exhibitor, dried off afterward and finally put some clothes on. Bea and Bella were home by then, walking around naked.

Cindy and Collin held hands, walking into the living room.

"Well ?"Bea asked."I take it those orgasms we were listening to all Night weren't faked, right ?"

Cindy smiled, blushed, and kissed Collin on the cheek.

"We're going to hang out with some of the family down the street. Probably have dinner party there,"Collin said. Cindy squeezed his handwriting. They left two, naked, sis smiling at the happy couple.

This clip Cindy and Collin behaved just like all the other mom and son couples that lived there. Cindy's manus rested on Collin's thigh, with his arm around her, just like her cousins did with their sons.

Everyone was o.k.. There were minor injuries but none required hospital stays.

After dinner party, Cindy led Collin behind the star sign to suck in his pecker. She was on her knees, slobbering all over his dick, when a cousin-german walked in on her.

"Oops, I'm sorry ! Carry on,"she said, leaving them be.

After Collin's eyes fluttered, his cock shooting its payload down Cindy's pharynx. She stood, wiped her sass and thanked her son.

One first cousin drank too a good deal, got raw and jumped into the swimming pool. Her son followed causa. Soon the other mothers were stripping down and jumping in. Their son, some loath, joined too.

Cindy removed her top, flung her bra off, and stood, extending her script."Want to ?"

"Oh, no that's amercement, I'm respectable,"Collin looked behind her, seeing the kinsperson, people that neither he nor his mother knew too well, playing, laughing, kissing.

"We'll get to know them respectable. They're kinfolk after all,"Cindy stepped out of her shorts and thong. Collin watched her nose dive into the pool.

One of the former sons found her when she emerged from the below the surface. He tickled her face, then playfully cupped her breasts. Cindy spun around and hopped into his arms.

He swam to the syndicate's edge, squeezing and sucking on Cindy's tits.

"Uh oh, Collin, better come rescue your mom,"he called over his shoulder."I might not give her back !"

Cindy waved to Collin to enter the puddle. He laughed, unable to resist her, stripped and jumped in.

"Here you go,"the other son said, handing Cindy over to Collin, his own female parent finding him.

"pretend It's just you and me in here,"Cindy straddled him. Collin held her up and they began kissing - just like the former couples.

The pool died down, there was no more playing and splashing. The just sound heard was kissing, moaning, and mothers on their Word. Cindy guided Collin inside her, officially joining the orgy.

"I think we're going to love support here,"Cindy said before kissing him passionately.

"I think so too, Mom,"Collin ended the osculation. Cindy and son gazed lovingly into one another's eyes.

The end .