author 's Note : This is the final police matron story. This is Cindy 's third write up in the series. She 's a woman ineffectual to orgasm. You do n't throw to scan her first two floor - where she tries women, then black men - but this one is her concluding effort to cum. As with the former incest news report in this series, this one is vehement. There aren't any detonation or gunfire like the others, but this sister of brutality gets quite physical.



-1-

Ronnie sat alone in his apartment, naked, pumping his big black-market pecker. He wasn't horny, he was tempestuous. Thoughts of the countless White person women he and his brother have had coursed through his mind. In the past year or so, things changed. The amount of money of women throwing themselves at him decreased ; these womanhood seemed to prefer someone else.

Ever since he moved to Charleston, he noticed more and more strange occurrent. All the women 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 powerful as Ronnie, men - their sons.

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

Sitting there jacking off, pleasuring himself for the commencement time in years, Ronnie thought about the near never-ending watercourse of sex he had daily. He thought about the hold out adult female he had sex with - Stephanie.

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

Ronnie couldn't think what he said to her. Something about the atmospheric condition, something about her two-piece, maybe he introduced himself at that low get together. 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 Night - it'd been quite a while since he had pussy. Not knowing when or if he'd get any again, he barely managed to successfully jazz her all night long.

Sucking on her pap, as his orgasm subsided ; Stephanie thanked him and stated she had to go. She informed Ronnie her son would be home soon from a short, out-of-town trip. She didn't say she was her son's lover, but the way she said it, made Ronnie realize she was using him just like she'd use a dildo as a masturbation technique. This cleaning lady wasn't becoming addicted to him, she wasn't going to leave anyone for him ; she wasn't going to show up the succeeding night begging for his black putz like so many women 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 brother Rodney was experiencing a similar phenomenon in Miami - his horse barn of women was drying up, moving away, showing no real interestingness in him.

Rodney and Ronnie were teammates. They worked together obtaining and fucking as many women as possible. When they both lived in Miami, their flat were filled with interchangeable women. That, too, decreased. Rodney died in a car wreck attempting to nobble one of the women 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 wreck. He would look for fair sex and hold them from their sons.

*******

In Tampa, Cindy lost tally of how many punches to the kickboxing bag she did. When her left arm tired, she switched to her right, punching until enervation. Next were her legs. First the left then right, kicking over and over until she couldn't stand.

"Cindy,"her kickboxing instructor interrupted her, over an time of day after social class ended."Go home,"he looked upward at the near six foot tall brunette.

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

"Please. I'm afraid you won't have any stage to kick with at my following class,"he joked."Is everything ok ? You've been staying late for a few months now."

"fine. Just need to relieve stress,"Cindy told a one-half truth.

Her instructor shrugged and greeted a few pupil for the next class. A few moments later, Cindy stopped her kicks, caught her breath, grabbed her bag, and left.

On the way home, after a long day on her patrol route, then her kickboxing class, Cindy thought about how good a exhibitor would feel. Afterward, she'd begin her near nightly masturbation ritual. She would select from her vast collection of anal beads, dildos, and vibrators - all of varying sizing from small to massive.

Arriving dwelling house, 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 cascade, she rinsed off and lathered up her tired musculus, moaning slightly when she held her bosom, running her ovolo over her upright nipples.

Cindy rubbed her clitoris thinking of the last orgasm she had - 18 twelvemonth ago.

It was a rare, but possible, phenomena ; having an climax 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, tingling, and burning, possibly due to her vagina being stretched out. She didn't know or care ; she simply recalled how good it felt, approaching two X ago.

She gave giving birth, crying of joy and pleasure, her body radiating orgasmic undulation after she delivered Collin. It was her first and finally orgasm.

Her marriage fell apart, psychiatrists didn't help, and doctor didn't supporter as zip physically wrong with her was found.

The moment passed in the shower. Cindy's thinking returned to her forthcoming month. She rinsed her hair thinking of her and Collin traveling to Charleston, South Carolina for two reasons. One was a family reunion she agreed to go to. She hardly ever saw those cousins, rarely ever sending card game or visiting during the holidays, but something inside her made her say"sure, why not,"when invited to the reunion. She put in her clip off request at the precinct and looked forward to this slip - not to see her relatives, but to see her second reason.

Several minutes later, Cindy was on the earphone with her 2nd reason.

"Rub that pussy,"her honest protagonist, Bea, ordered."Think of me licking it, eating it. fall on !"

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

"I can't delay to see you, when you get here,"The fiery redhead, Bea said, having just moved to the same expanse as Cindy's relatives."I can't wait to revere your body."

"Mmm,"Cindy rubbed her clitoris faster. It felt great, 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 char, hoping an orgasm would add up from it. Bea offered herself to her friend. Sadly, that didn't employment either. Since then, they've been roommates, having daily sex up until Bea moved to capital of West Virginia earlier in the twelvemonth. Cindy was sad to see her go, but knew deep down, her friend, no one, could nominate her cum.

"Anything ?"Bea asked.

"Nope,"Cindy stopped playing with herself.

"Diana, I'm so good-for-naught,"Bea said, using her nickname with Cindy. Bea once told Cindy she reminded her of Wonder woman in general show - Diana being the superhero's first name.

"It's okay, Bea. This is how it is. I'm not designed to have an sexual climax,"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 intend about when you masturbate ?"Bea asked.

"I think about the one orgasm I had. Try to call back how it felt, what it was like. It ends up with me recalling giving birthing to Collin,"Cindy said.

There was a pause on the other line ; Cindy heard Bea's muffled voice, 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 birth caused you to climax. What if you had sex with him ? Maybe you would climax 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 nativity 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 nascence gave you an climax ; maybe that was a preindication that he is the merely one that could."

"That's illegal, brainsick -"

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

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

In Bea's bedroom, 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 second joint resting against one another's slit - almost nightly sororal incest would ensue.

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

"No,"she rolled over, hugging the dildo like a teddy bear. As she drifted off to sleep, an image of Collin, shirtless flashed in her head. She heard herself let out an orgasmic cry. She shook herself and sat up in bed. She rubbed her eye 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 sleeping room, couldn't assist but think Bea might be on to something - something wrong and perverse, but something indeed. Maybe not only was Collin's birth key, but he himself was.

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

Restless, light sleep eventually found Cindy. Bea's suggestion echoed in her mind.





-2-

The next day Cindy responded to a domestic help disruption call at a prevue park. She followed communications protocol and called for backup, waiting patiently for it to arrive. It happened to be the headwaiter of the precinct. When he arrived, they nodded to one another and walked toward the trailer in question.

"We ain't hurtin'nobody !"a large, overweight char, wearing only a nightdress yelled at Cindy a few proceedings later.

When she answered the door, it was well-off for the officers to smell the fume of marihuana. They asked if they could come in the home, a short, little man only wearing boxers told his wife 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 argument followed. The maitre d' handcuffed the cleaning woman. Her petty hubby charged at Cindy. She squatted, caught, and then slammed him to his back, knocking the air out of him.

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

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

She broke free of his grip and ran off, Cindy was close enough to exsert her metrical foot and trip the vauntingly patch of trailer park methamphetamine."Oops,"Cindy grinned, receiving a thank you from her Captain.

*******

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

"Whew, that was thoroughly. 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 New suggestion ?"

"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, Lady Diana Frances Spencer. You're large,"Bea giggled on the former 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 heart widened, word of honor from the redneck at the trailer Park call option that day phone in her ears.

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

"Like pot."

"Huh ?"

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

"right wing. See ? They weren't hurting anyone, just enjoying themselves. Shame it's illegal in your res publica still,"Bea said.

"Yeah."

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

"It'd be psychological painfulness. We'd be hurting each other that way - guilt, shame over what we did."

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

They ended their shout a few import later, Cindy cutting Bea off, thanking her, telling her she needs sleep. Cindy rolled over, once again holding a Brobdingnagian dildo like a teddy bear bear. She wondered about Collin's nakedness to incest. She assumed he'd be sickened by it. Moving to her cover, 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 phone call, Bea entered the cascade, joining her sister, grabbing and squeezing a breast.

"Any luck ?"Bella asked.

"Nope. It'll subscribe to time I suppose."

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

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

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

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

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

*******

Ronnie unlocked and slid give a large door to an abandoned warehouse. He was able-bodied to bring in a batch with the prop owners, lying about his intent for renovating it for them to betray. He was surprised he pulled it off. He'd been eyeing the building for a piece, driving by it, peeking in some of the billet windows that weren't boarded up. The warehouse itself was just outside of town, not far from Creek and marshlands.

He tugged at his big inkiness dick, walking around the coordination compound, taking note of its inside. He walked up a brand stairway to the second floor. Ronnie surmised warehouse director sat up there, overlooking the facility, long, long ago.

There was a large hole in the cap. Ronnie could see where rain poured in. There was water damage on the flooring of the second story overlook. He could see floor boards rotting away. Ronnie looked up through a hole in the ceiling future, downy, clean swarm visible against the drear sky. He saw a bird's nest near the kettle of fish situated on a beam.

He whipped his cock out and casually stroked himself, thinking of his program. He decided to bring the women to this mo floor overlook area. The part is where their Cage would be. Ronnie thought about setting up a uncomplicated table in the middle of the overlook. This would be where he would rape them. Standing against the rail, looking over the empty warehouse, Ronnie decided when he was done, this would be where he would hang them, one-by-one, with his belt.





-3-

The next night, Cindy's bed was slamming against the wall. She was riding the biggest dildo she owned."seminal fluid on !"she closed her oculus, grit her teeth, fucking the dildo as hard as she could.

She didn't care if she woke Collin."Come on !"she thought of an coming traveling through her trunk. Nothing happened.

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

That led to single cerebration. Collin on top of her ; his prick plunging in and out of her instead of the dildo. Cindy's eye's guessing open, she stopped fucking herself. For a split second 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 man traveled up her breadbasket, over her tit, tweaking her teat. She thought of Collin again, sucking her tit then kissing her.

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

*******

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

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

'' fountainhead, yeah. I mean why would n't you be ? He 's your son and you 'd be crossing that line with him. I do n't see how it could be a former affair. If I had to guess, he 's the key to making you cum again, therefore, you 'll be his cleaning woman. ``

'' Bea, '' Cindy shook her question on the early end of the call.

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


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

'' Wait ! I 've failed you two time. Both of my suggestions for matter to try have failed. This is my one-third and concluding suggestion. I feel that if you and Collin become devotee, not just mom and son, you will have an sexual climax every meter you two make love. He gave you one when he was born. ``

There was a long pause on Cindy 's end. `` Alright, like I said, that 's enough. I need to go. Talk to you later. ``

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

'' That sounded expert, '' a naked Bella entered the way, after stepping out of the exhibitioner, crawling onto the bed. `` But you and I are n't a couple. ``

'' You and I are n't mom and son. We 're babe who have sex with one another. Now shut up and give me that pussy, squawk, '' 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 full estimation from Bea had been swimming in her mind since she brought it up. `` What if it was consensual ? No one would recognize. 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 right ? What if Collin gives me an orgasm from sex for the first sentence ? ``

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

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

*******

Cindy went a brace daytime without calling Bea. She texted her friend a wide-eyed `` ca n't sing. thinking. ``

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

She was officious at the kitchen sink scrubbing sweetheart frantically later in the day when Collin approached. Cindy heard a soft `` hey '' followed by a blue deal on her shoulder.

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

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

'' I 'm finely, '' Cindy lied, not turning to face her son.

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

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

'' Hmm ? ``

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

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

Cindy played with his hair's-breadth, touched his buttock, thinking how great of a son he 's been. She stopped, assuming Bea 's proposition was messing with her mind.

'' There 's something I need to blab to you about. Something about me, '' Cindy said.

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

'' sort of. Nothing major or aliveness threatening. Frustrating if anything, '' Cindy smiled.

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

'' Ok, let 's heat up some leftovers. We 'll jaw after dinner party. ``

*******

Ronnie purchased several dog crateful designed for vauntingly strain. He reasoned an grownup woman would fit in them. It'd be cramped and horribly uncomfortable. He didn't charge. He would tie their wrist together so they couldn't let themselves out.

The dog crateful were lining the cover bulwark of the run-down part on the second flooring. Ronnie positioned a tabularise various feet away from the threshold, directly under the boastfully hollow in the roof. He'd have his fun with them there, reminding them of what they are missing out on, what he can bid them.

Ronnie inspected the imperfect area in the flooring, lightly stepping on it, observing how wanton it gave away. He made sure to void the sphere, lest he wanted to return through to the outset floor.

His cat piddling area, where he would take mother and keep them, suffer them, pay heed them, then eat up them was turning out quite nicely.





-4-

"So, you wanted to talk to me about something ?"Collin said, watching his mother 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 crack, then finally a third.

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

"Something faulty ?"he asked.

"I want, or need, to talk to you about something I've been going through my unscathed aliveness. Only a couple doc and Bea and Bella know about it."

"Mom, are you sure nothing is wrong."

"It's ok. It's nil life history threatening, nothing serious, it's just,"Cindy paused."Somewhat sad."

"Mom,"Collin placed his hand on hers.

"You're sweetness, it's ok though,"Cindy patted his hand. 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 consequence I've had my integral spirit pertains to that."

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

"Again, it's nothing life-threatening. But,"Cindy cleared her throat."I'm ineffectual to, I haven't had, um, an orgasm. I'm unable to have one. You know what an -"

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

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

"It's ok, I know. No pauperization to go into details. If you're a lesbian, it's mulct, 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 dissimilar things. I've talk to doctor, nothing is physically wrong with me. I even met briefly with a shrink. I didn't like it, so I stopped. And, well, Bea and I became insinuate, hoping that would do it. Nothing worked,"Cindy explained.

"well, I don't know what to tell you. I'm sorry about your issues with that clobber though."

"It's fine. I wanted to let you know that while I can't have one, I have had one. Only one. The only orgasm I've ever had was a petty over eighteen yr ago."

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

"It was when I gave nascence to you."

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

"It's rare, but apparently it's been known to happen - adult female having an orgasm during childbearing. Bea has been trying to help me, offering prompting, affair like that. She even,"Cindy gave a fake jape."She even said you were the drive of the coming and maybe you'd be the only person to return me one now."

"What did she imply ?"

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

"Did it ?"

"right hand. 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 coming. I think she was sot or something,"Cindy tried to produce it sound like Bea wasn't serious, even though she was.

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

"I know. Real crazy."

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

"She wanted me to guess about it. I can't believe it, but I actually did. I guess that's what'll find after eighteen geezerhood 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 faulty and crazy."

"Yep."

"Would you help out ? I mean, would you be uncoerced 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 verbalise to you about it. In guinea pig you ever see me in a bad mood or acting foreign or frenetic, 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 time of day later, after several large chugs of vodka, Cindy stood in straw man of her privy mirror in a matching Shirley Temple 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 threshold a couple metre. Collin opened it seeing a tall, muscular woman with a pillowcase over her head.

"fountainhead ?"Cindy asked."If I cover my face, would it make it easier ?"

Collin laughed and pulled the pillow slip off her head.

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

"Mom, your face is just okay. It looks great,"he glanced at her body."All of you looks great. You could pass for marvel Woman - just like Bea says."

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

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

They ate ice emollient, Cindy still in her underwear, sitting against her son. After the motion picture ended, empty cartons of ice cream next to them, Collin spoke up.

"You know, you do look bang-up. I was serious,"he said.

"Collin,"Cindy smiled, touching his face."That means a lot coming from you. thank you."

He put his arm around her, kissing her head."I'm sorry you have hassle in that particular department."

"I'm just glad I've had you in my life-time all these year. You've been wonderful,"Cindy said.

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

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

"I mean, do you want me to ?"

Cindy sat up, her hand resting on his thigh."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 than hour. Collin turned off the TV, extended his 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 ticket, Mom. I love you too,"they ended their hug, Cindy kissing on the cheek.

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

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

"Sorry,"he blushed."Goodnight."

*******

The succeeding day Cindy was kicking the bag over and over again. This time it wasn't out of anger and pent up defeat, but out of hopefulness, determination, and overall happiness. She felt like a weightiness had been lifted by telling Collin of her coming problem. His reaction of not being thoroughly grossed out by Bea's suggestion, plus the looking he gave her when they said goodnight, made Cindy think her son might actually harbor the idea of incest. Her own thoughts toward it, while still feeling it was wrong and sick, viewed it more as a potential answer - a discourse for her issue.

That day in Charleston, Ronnie was busy studying, watching the cleaning lady on the beach near his base. As he suspected they were with their Word. He saw a group of brunettes, in their bikinis, with younger men, playing volleyball, playing in the ocean, or sitting with each other. 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 fashion, to untried Guy. They all had benighted hair ; he presumed they were her nephews. He didn't know for sure, but he watched them all afternoon.

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





-5-

"Does this injury ?"Cindy asked, sitting on top of Collin, rubbing his back the following night.

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

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

"Yeah, I guess."

"Our kinsfolk too. It's been many yr since I've seen them. I was kinda of scandalize they reached out to me to invite us to this reunification. I'm More than looking forward to seeing Bea and Bella though."

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

"Oh by the way, I don't have posterior motif 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 to a greater extent about what I said though ?"Cindy asked, hopping off Collin, letting him sit up.

"Sorta,"he shrugged.

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

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

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

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

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

"That too. I don't know, maybe some sort of romantic evening to see if it'd be too unearthly,"Collin added.

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

"Ha, right."

"It's a lot to suppose 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 unseasonable up here,"Cindy pointed to her head."The doctors have examined me and run tests. They have found nothing incorrect with my section down there. Everything plant normally, nothing unusual. So it must be something in my head. When I gave nativity to you, maybe I was so overjoyed to see you, my mind allowed me to have one. Or maybe when you came out, you pressed against me in there in a certain 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 hint."It's so wrong and bizarre. I'd be afraid you'd hate me or I'd hate myself. I'd be afraid our relationship would be forever ruined."

"I could never hate you, Mom."

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

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

"Me neither. How would you feel if you and I had sex ? Would you experience angry 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 Wyrd. I'd be helping this honest-to-god fair sex out with this problem she has - or at least trying to help."

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

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

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

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

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

*******

Ronnie was at the club the succeeding Nox, watching the same group of brunet moms. They were all dressed up, dance, drinking, enjoying a girl's night out. He was able-bodied to infer, by eavesdropping on their conversation from a nearby table, that they were sisters. They were chattering on and on, mentioning various male names. One of them said"my son,"“ your son,"and so on, followed by talk of the town of sex acts. One of them shushed another, telling her to hold her voice down. They bickered a bit, one of them was drunk, stating no one was paying attention or listening to her. She was wrong, Ronnie picked up on about of their conversation, pretending to be playing on his sound in the cubicle behind theirs.

He heard them mention a menage reunion 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 on back, in his car, long enough to park near their neighbourhood. He was in a parking lot about a quarter mile away. He got out and walked.

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

He could see a few couples fucking, a mother on top, riding and bouncing on a dick. Ronnie snuck through the dark back street between the beach menage. He heard muffled shout of pleasure coming from the interior. Ronnie was able to see into one's backyard pool area. One of the adult female, the one who was drunk and talking loudly about her son, was on all fours in the shallow end of the puddle. She was getting fucked from behind by, Ronnie assumed, the son she was talking about. He watched the fair sex climax, anger construction inside him. It wouldn't be long before he would take these mothers from their Word and show them what they were missing. He tugged at his dick and headed back to his car.





-6-

"Am I too heavy ?"Cindy asked the adjacent nighttime, in her jammies boxershorts and tank top, straddling Collin on the couch.

"Nah, you're good."

"Do you have any questions for me ?"

"About your condition ?"

"Anything really. The ‘ precondition'or maybe what I've done to try to fix it or this altogether 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 head."She tried to help me every unity night. All night."

"Ok, ok, I get it."

"Bella too. Both them, they,"Cindy thought about all those nights Bea and Bella worshiped her body, each sucking a titty, kissing down to her pussycat."They tried to help oneself me. Nothing we did worked. No toy worked either."

"You have toys ?"

"Sex toys, yes. I have a large collection of them. You know what a dildo is right ?"

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

"I have a couple of those too. shelling operated. Again, Collin, zero worked,"Cindy's eyes lowered, her deal running over Collin's shirt-covered bureau."I can't distinguish you how many times -"she stopped.

"What ? How many times you what ?"

Cindy looked him directly in his eyes."How many prison term I masturbated."

"Really ?"

"I do it almost every night, Collin. I know it's pointless. I know it won't body of work, but in the backrest of my mind 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 mouthpiece hung open."O-ok."

"Sorry, too lots info again, right ?"

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

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

"Yeah, that."

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

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

"I've all but given up. Stopped dating, only gaming with myself with my finger or my toys. 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 mother smiled, getting off him, extending her hand.

Collin complied, silently walking his mom to her bedroom door again. Cindy hugged him, kissing his impudence."It was gracious spending more time with you."

"Yeah it was."

"Collin ? Can I try something ?"

"Like what ?"

"Don't worry, zip too scary."

"Uh ok, sure."

"Close your heart. Don't worry,"Cindy said. Collin did as was told. Cindy paused a moment, looking to her son, a couple inches forgetful than her. She took a deep breath and slowly kissed his lips. She closed her eyes, letting her lips joystick to his. She felt her spine prickling then ended the kiss.

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

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

She bit her fanny lip,"I swear I'm not trying to score you."

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

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

After closing her bedroom doorway, Cindy stripped raw, grabbed her phone and called Bea.

Bea and Bella were covered in exertion, having rubbed pussies, scissoring for a few 60 minutes. Bea collapsed, out-of-breath, and answered the phone.

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

"Oh, not meddling, had to run to overtake the phone,"Bea lied."What's up ?"

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

"Oh ? Is he into the incest idea 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 charm !"

"right wing,"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 good night. I have a especial protagonist 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 way we had, she never suspected anything. But when she arrives here, my mellifluous sis, we will usher her our little secret in someone,"Bea grinned.





-7-

It was the nighttime before Cindy and Collin's repulse up to Confederate States Carolina from Florida. In her tank top and step-in, she was lying on Collin's chest in his bed.

"Do you opine I'm too grandiloquent ?"she asked her son.

"Of course not. You mean for sex ?"

"In cosmopolitan, 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 minuscule biased though."

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

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

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

"Sounds scary,"he joked.

"Oh it would be. I have quite a sexual appetency. 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-bodied to get tie or be a don. Part of me thinks if we had sex and became devotee, that you'd miss out on normal stuff,"Cindy said.

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

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

"I don't know of any mom and son brace. 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 back talk. See how it feels from your end,"Cindy closed her middle."Come on. Don't be shy. It's just me."

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

"Collin ! You can do punter than that. dissemble I'm a char you love and you have taken your madam to bed,"his mother said.

Collin shrugged.

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

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

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

"See ?"Cindy broke the kiss, holding Collin against her aspect, 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 kisses came one right after another. Before Cindy knew it, lingua were involved ; lapping against one another and licking lips.

Collin placed a deal on her tummy, continuing to kiss her. His hand slid under her armored combat vehicle top, resting on her abs. Cindy moaned, grabbing his headway with both hands, thoroughly making out with him.

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

Collin resumed kissing her, sliding his mitt further due north. His fingers touched function of her breast ; his mother moaned into his mouth.

"Do it,"she urged him.

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

Collin kissed at her neck next. Cindy turned her point to the side, her body tingling all over, as Collin massaged a breast. She wondered if Bea was right all along. Collin is who was needed to make her cum.

She stopped him, rolling on top of him, flinging her shirt off and lowered her titmouse to his side. Collin's helping hand 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 panties. She felt like she could lose herself with him. She felt like she could chip in her dead body to Collin every day.

She slid down his consistency, her breasts coming out of his backtalk, and kissed him unvoiced than before. Cindy felt like he could easily piss her cum. She thought about why and how when her prison cell earpiece ringing shook her spinal column to reality.

It rang several times before Cindy broke the osculation, annoyingly grabbing her headphone. 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 not bad. We'll leave around 3am. Yeah I'm up early daily 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 phone outcry. Got carried away. We're leaving really other tomorrow ; I better get some sleep."

Collin nodded, watching his topless mother leave his room. He lay down, his heart racing, trying to take common sense of what just happened.

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





-8-

Collin slept almost half the way there the following morning. As Cindy drove from their Tampa abode, thinking about the result from the previous night, she'd glance at him and smile.

Past Jacksonville, they stopped for breakfast. They were hushed as they ate. Cindy could tell Collin felt awkward. She didn't and acted as though goose egg happened.

"So, state me, how experienced are you ?"Cindy asked, ten minutes into the campaign after breakfast.

"Not very."

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

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

"I really enjoyed lowest night,"Cindy said, changing the subject to the two of them."I thought it was really confection and loving. I think we were headed to crossing a demarcation. Had I not got that phone vociferation, we might have."

"Yeah."

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

"Alright,"Collin kept looking out the rider face 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 revel terminal night ? Our little session ?"

Collin nodded.

"Do you remember you'd want to do it again ?"

He nodded once more.

Cindy smiled, driving along."Well, if you want we can see how far it goes. Chances 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 trend you wanted to play with me instead."

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

"Let me know. No pressure."

*******

Two bikini-clad cleaning lady, one a forgetful, dyed-red fuzz, and the other a taller blonde, greeted Cindy and Collin.

They led them inside after many hugs and kisses. They unpacked, each had their own rooms 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 2nd the door closed, Bea lunged at Cindy straddling her, kissing her, ripping off her own bikini top. They said cipher, Cindy standing, taking the belittled woman to bed. She slammed her down, tore off her 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 nipple out of her mouth.

Bella and Collin arrived an hour later from the memory. Bella sent a text to let them know they were there, Bea's sound buzzing on the bedside tabular array, signaling them to proceed it down some.

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

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

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

"Sure,"Collin answered.

Bella's muffled cries were heard next as Bea and Collin walked out of the fence, making their way to the beach.

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

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

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

"aid ?"

Bea climbed off his back, swimming to his front, wrapping her legs around him in the water supply."avail her see how common and how fantastic incest is."

Collin was confused.

"I think you are what she needs in every way. I think you and her will have a wonderful life-time together."

Collin slowly nodded.

They played in the sea a fiddling prospicient, before heading back to Bea's house.

Bella and Cindy were sweaty and tired. Bella was lying in her arm, kissing Cindy's nearest breast."Can't waiting for the two of us to fuck you tonight."

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

"There's something we need to blab 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 party. Cindy hugged her son from behind, kissing his cheek.

They ate dinner together, chatted about Bea and Bella's lovely new place, talked about how well-disposed the neighborhood is. Bea didn't live far from the family reunion Cindy and Collin were attending the side by side day.

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

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

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

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

Cindy moaned, arms extended, lying on her back, the two womanhood worshiping her body. They licked and kissed over every heftiness. They worked their way up, each taking a breast to their sassing. Cindy felt no urge to culminate, but loved the attending from her friends.

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

"A little."

The baby smiled at one another, their brim touching, which led to speak opening, and tongues invading. Cindy watched them kiss, caress, caress one another. Finally, they 69'd, Cindy's cunt dripping wet while watching them.

The sister locked their legs around each other. They did their substantially to be quiet, all while forgetting Cindy was there, watching them.

They kissed each early during their orgasm in attempt to muffle 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 hugger-mugger from everyone,"Bea added.

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

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

"shuffling good 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 more sexual. 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 travel 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 oral fissure."Maybe."

*******

That night, Ronnie dug shallow grave accent outside of his rundown warehouse. He dug ten tomb, the grease piled next to each one. He had no idea how many female parent he'd be able to abduct. He was assuming at to the lowest degree five.

The future day he would go hunting. Most of it would consist of more observance and following. But he would impart his Tasers, his SUV would be cleaned out, making plenty room for their bodies. He was unable to purchase a gun in a timely fashion, so a baseball game bat was brought along in case the Tasers malfunctioned or broke.

Ronnie removed his shirt, wiping sweat from his massive, brawny consistence. He tugged his at his prick again, thinking about fucking these women all night - his psychosis fully setting in.





-9-

It was such a unknown case. Cindy did n't know what to hold of her family at the reunion. Some of them, cousin, she had n't seen in long time. 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 XXX. betimes to mid-20s seemed to be the oldest age range, eighteen being the youngest. The women, all brunette, all unforesightful than Cindy, were in their late 30s up to mid-40s. However, they all looked mythologic. No gray hair, barely any noticeable wrinkles. Their bodies were in incredible shape. They did n't compare to the Wonder Woman-like figure of Cindy, but they certainly had fitness model or striptease artist bodies.

Everyone seemed too happy too. While she had n't seen many of them in years, they hugged her and Collin, pulling them in with the group like it 'd been only years since they last-place saw their best acquaintance - Cindy. She was confused by it, smiling awkwardly, her and Collin hugging them back, not for certain what to opine. The males approached Collin, a couple of them had to re-introduce themselves to him ; it 'd been since he was a toddler since he saw a duo of them.

affair got interesting later on. Cindy, always observant, apparently not enough to see Bea and Bella were fan, noticed the mothers and sons behaved differently. It was subtle ; a mitt placement here, a caress there, a hug or peck on the cheek or back talk. She noticed one of the mother 's sitting next to her son, her deal on his thigh, his arm around her after dinner. `` They 're like couples, '' Cindy thought. She glanced at Collin. Their centre met, he looked away.

The way they talked to her, asking her question about Collin and her plan, it made Cindy flavor 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 snaffle a soda.

Cindy saw one of the mothers flirt with Collin. She had to hide a laughter, seeing his unease at an former woman sitting on his lap asking about college architectural plan while playing with his haircloth. He did n't know where to put his handwriting on his cousin. So he sat on them.

'' Well you look incredible, '' one of the older son 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 English. `` Of course she 's gorgeous too, '' the son hugged her, quickly kissing her lips.

Cindy blushed, seeing him glimpse over her consistence. It was mildly inappropriate, but given the character of congeneric she apparently had, she did n't mind as much.

They invited Cindy to go out with them that evening - cleaning woman only. Collin suggested she 'd let fun. In truth, he felt awkward, so did Cindy. They were surrounded by female parent and Son who were obviously romantically involved. They were the odd couple out. Time apart to work it was what they needed.

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

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

'' Uh, amercement. ``

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

'' 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 sister traded look, stood, and undressed. Collin's mouth hung open as they started kissing passionately.

*******

Ronnie watched the mathematical group of women, one of them he never saw before, sit and crapulence in the garish night social club. He had it all planned out. He'd take them one-by-one, two at a time if possible, pilling them up in his SUV, parked near the rear entrance. He watched the marvellous one, Cindy, thinking that he might bear trouble with her.

He waited and waited, his circumstances finally paying off. He nabbed two of them at once. They got too conclusion to him. Ronnie wrapped his huge arms around them, pulling them out of the punt door, his hands over their rima oris. He punched them, then throwing them in the backrest of his SUV.

Ronnie watched four that remained, grow curious, calling their missing first cousin on the phone. One of them went outside, Ronnie followed. He took her from fanny, his mitt over her oral fissure, knocked her out and tossed her in the back.

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

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

"No thanks,"she answered.

"You sure ?"

"I'm sure."

Ronnie tugged at his hawkshaw through his shorts."Aww, make out on."

"There's zero 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 gild, feeling her consistence overtaken by electricity. She shook, her oculus rolled into the back of her capitulum, she drooled. The solitary thought on her mind was Collin.

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

She released her clutches around his throat and fell to her genu once more. She blacked out and convulsed on the ground, unconscious. Ronnie coughed and rubbed his throat, trying to get air back into his lungs.

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

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

'' hoot, you 're profound, '' he placed her in the pile of women in the spine of his SUV.

Cindy woke up an hour later, her ankle joint and wrists bound and tied. She was in a rundown agency ; the merely light source was moonlight shining down from a cakehole in the roof on the other side of the berth window.

Cindy counted six large dog crate. Four of them had women, her first cousin, crammed into them. Their wrist and mortise joint tied like Cindy's. There was an empty one that Cindy guessed she couldn't fit in. Another was empty too. Its inhabitant was outside the authority, on the table, Sun Myung Moon luminousness shining down on her, as huge, muscular black man raped her.

The sidesplitter shook Cindy from her grogginess. Each fourth dimension Ronnie slammed his cock into her first cousin she screamed out.

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

"Ahhh !"she heard her cousin screeching. She was bent over the mesa, Ronnie right field behind her, raping her.

He pulled out, spin out her around, punching her across the grimace. Ronnie threw her over his berm and headed for the power. It was Cindy's turn.

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

He backhanded Cindy across her case, 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 grueling on you,"Ronnie turned her around, pushing her John L. H. Down on the table.

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

Ronnie entered her from behind, sliding his peter all the way in, stretching her out. Cindy remained still, letting him, ignoring the pain in the ass. She observed a minuscule desk in the corner. She was able to make out parts of the desk falling off, rotting away. She saw a sorry clump next to it - Ronnie's apparel. The Moon shining down assisted her with seeing rope next to his clothing, and something on the desk. It was low rectangular. She wondered if it was a pecker of some sort for cutting rophy. As Ronnie raped her she thought of a plan. She wanted to get over to the desk somehow to get the dick, maybe use it to dislodge the others. Cindy needed to be unfastened first.

An 60 minutes passed, Ronnie wasn't letting up, giving it to Cindy the hardest and longest. moonshine disappeared behind clouds. Cindy heard boom getting louder and louder. As Ronnie raped her, Cindy felt a rain free fall land on her back. Then another and several more falling through the hole in the roof. The rain droplets felt nice.

"That's it. flavor Nice. I'll make him think I enjoy this,"Cindy thought. More rain drop kissed her skin and Cindy let out a loud moan.

Ronnie kept going, Cindy moaned again, then looked over articulatio humeri. She did her best to push back against his changeless thrusts.

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

"Uh huh,"Cindy moaned again.

"Good. I'll make you all blank out your sons. It'll just take meter,"Ronnie said.

"Yes !"Cindy whimpered."Yes !"

"Ah diddley, that's it infant, feel that dick owning that pussy,"Ronnie grunted.

"Harder,"Cindy said.

"You want it harder ? You got it,"Ronnie flipped her onto her spinal column. pelting pouring in now.

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

He went on for ten more minutes, 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 wrists,"Cindy complained.

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

"Hey,"she stopped him."Remove the roofy and I'll let you make out me all dark. 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 word bringing him for a prospicient, laborious kiss, making notation of the cutting tool Ronnie set on the storey nearby.

She wrapped her arms and stage around him and he reentered her. They kissed while he bounced her up and down, the rainwater 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 cheap as she could. The rainfall poured down on her, Ronnie watching what he thought was something he caused.

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

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

"Take a gaolbreak, I'll keep going in a little bit,"Ronnie said. Cindy reached his clothes, feeling around in the darkened recession 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 half of the two slam hit him. It landed in his shoulder, causing him to go to his knee joint. Cindy made her way to the berth, her finger on the trigger, holding it down, only delivering half the electrical dosage.

She let go, rushing into the room, opening dog crateful, cutting R-2 as fast as she could. Cindy freed her cousin just in time for them to ambush Ronnie. He was stunned from the Taser, but not completely paralyzed or unconscious.

The pile of cleaning woman 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 broken lip.

'' Go ! Get supporter ! '' Cindy ordered.

'' You have to do with us ! ``

'' Find supporter ; get home plate to your sons. I 'll handle him, '' Cindy squeezed her 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 number. ``

Ronnie threw a punch, Cindy ducked and jabbed in his ribs. Ronnie threw another, Cindy did the same. On the third biff Cindy caught his fist with her hired man. She reared back with her free hand as hard as she could and rammed her fist into Ronnie 's ribs. She heard a crack.

The next sound Cindy heard was Ronnie bellowing in pain, then gasping for air, from his upset ribs. He was on his knee, clutching his side.

Cindy stood, expressionless watching Ronnie crawl away - a big, hulking man, seemingly taken out by a lick. She smirked and walked toward him. Ronnie took a oceanic abyss breathing space, gathering as very much air as the pain in the neck would countenance, 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 possess time to see Ronnie 's next 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 fall apart down, damage orbit of the story. All 150 British pound sterling of sinew of the six-foot-tall cleaning lady crashed through it and fell to the first floor near the ingress of the warehouse. Ronnie looked through the muddle, barely able to make out her body in fetal position.

He fell to his knees once more, in agony. `` I 'm going bury that kick. ``

Ronnie, struggling to breath, limped down the blade stairs. He grabbed his shovelful, then a mitt full of Cindy 's hair. `` Bury this kick, '' he could barely whisper. He dragged her cut up and bruised, unconscious mind body out into the mud, toward the Graf he dug earlier.





-11-

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

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

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

"Yeah, maybe a picayune drinking, dance, who knows. I'm trusted she's fine,"Bea added.

In that precise consequence, Ronnie was pushing a mixture of turd and mud from the pile next to the grave onto to Cindy's consistence. He managed to wrap up her pes, branch, belly, chest with a bed ; her pes and legs covered the most. He covered half her face and had to stop. The hurting in his ribs was too much. Ronnie went to his knees, the rainfall pouring down on him, and focusing on breathing. He was exhausted but his anger would aim him to finish his undertaking and get away.

person else's anger was driving them. Cindy's eyes opened in the grave accent. They darted around, figuring out where she was. She saw Ronnie, his back to her, struggling, clutching his English. Cindy pulled her arm out of the expectant dirt and mud, brushing it first away from her face, spitting some out of her lip. She sat up in the grave, crap falling off her articulatio humeri and breasts. With her former arm free now, she pushed and moved her legs, allowing herself to turn out. Standing in the grave accent, 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 movement in his peripheral vision, turning to present her.

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

This was the point at which her craze truly consumed her. She could've walked away, waiting for the police to make it. Instead, she thought of this man's plan to take her and others away from their Son. She didn't think about incest, or Collin possibly causing her to cum - she only thought about him being the person she loved most, and Ronnie was going to consider her from him.

She circled him, planning her next relocation, 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 knee in as hard as she could, causing it to invert. Ronnie roared in pain, falling to the land. Cindy circled him again.

He held his arm up, begging her to stop. Cindy reached down, grabbing his impart arm, flipping him on to his belly, 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 blade and beyond. Finally, she heard a piece of cake and a pop, followed by gasping for air. She released her grip and continued circling Ronnie.

She watched him pull 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 thrash her fists repeatedly into his face. She was like some form of coop fighter, except there was no referee to pull her off him.

His nose broke, his cheeks and lips were cut, dentition were knocked out, his eyes cut, and puff up shut.

When Cindy's knuckles seared with painful sensation, she squatted over Ronnie, and hammered the incline of her fists onto his face, throat, and chest over and over. She was like a chimpanzee 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 heels into Ronnie's physical structure as severely as she could. She heard Sir Thomas More ribs crack. She saw him disgorge more rake and the contents of his intestines. His torso was a humbled pile of mush. She stood over his face, now totally unrecognizable, and brought her stifle 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 font. Her and his lineage covered it, mixed with some of his teeth.

Cindy looked to his lifeless body, his chest still, and felt the rage subside. Thunder and lightning crackled in the distance. Cindy caught her intimation."nookie you."

She went to her genu, and then rolled to her spinal column in the mud, exhausted. She heard femme fatale in the length. Cindy never shot anyone while on duty, never Tazered anyone, never had to use her baton, but that dark in the rainfall, she killed a man with her bare hands.

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

A minute 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 check you over,"one of them said.

Cindy didn't reply, instead walking toward a police force policeman."I need to see to my son,"she demanded.

"Ma'am we need a statement from you. We need to sustain your story 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 miles away. All I need is fifteen minutes. Let me shower and determine on him. You can drive me there and wait for me."

"Ma'am I don't -"

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

The military officer looked around, looking to the former abducted char. `` Alright. All their affirmation have been given. They all said you stayed behind so they could get avail. I 'll take you to your son, go ahead check on him, get cleaned up and amount back out to my car. 15 minutes. ``

'' Thank you, '' Cindy said.

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



-12-

"Ah yes ! Yes !"Bea and Bella were in the middle of the living room floor, scissoring in front man of Collin. His mouth unresolved as he watched the baby fuck.

"Mmm,"Bea pounced on Bella, kissing her. They rolled around on the flooring for Collin. Their kissed ended and they sat future 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 decent and knockout ?"Bella asked.

"Uh,"Collin glanced to his crotch.

"wishing to go down on his cock 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 sweetie,"Bella kissed his cheek and hopped off the couch.

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

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

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

A few import later, his fear was relieved. A tall, bare, fit woman, her fuzz damp, her hide muddy and bloody, practically burst through the front threshold."My way. Five moment,"she glared.

He gulped watching her nude body quickly move by him. Cindy went straight to her exhibitor, washing off malicious gossip and bloodline. She only had fifteen minute to see to it on Collin. The officeholder waiting in the private road would make out to the door when sentence was up.

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

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

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

"Mom, postponement,"he squirmed.

"No. No waiting. I only have a few second to render you how much I love you,"Cindy said, flinging his shirt over her articulatio humeri. She helped him hitch his shorts off, not bothering with any foreplay.

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

"Collin,"Cindy grabbed the al-Qaeda of his erect dick, holding it to the entering of its soon-to-be nursing home."I love you."

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

She saw her son looking at her, a face of shock mixed with pleasance on his face. Cindy was trembling, nub racing, having bother breathing.

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

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

Once Sir Thomas More she squatted up and came down on his putz."Yes !"she cried out, the loose inside her growing More and more, spreading to every persona of her consistency, radiating warmth and pleasure.

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

She squatted a span more times, her entire body felt tingly. Her snatch contracted and trembled. Cindy looked into her son's face, unable to breathe or speak.

It grew and grew. The pulsing, throbbing look, like magma pushing out of a vent. Her orgasm erupted.

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

"Ahhh !"She arched her back, joy flowing in every vein, the touch of brightness pouring out of her body.

With one final exam loud, soulful moan, Cindy ejaculated, squirting and spraying her succus all over Collin.

She collapsed on top of him, shaking, out-of-breath, her torso tactual sensation like jelly.

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

Collin gulped, the opinion was amazing, and he almost came from it, but he somehow, miraculously didn't.

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

A few minutes passed, Cindy knew their time was up - at to the lowest degree for a few hours. She was kissing him, lying on top of Collin, the police police officer banging on the front door."I have to go,"she said in between buss."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 stand. Or walk."

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

He wobbled over to her suitcase, picking out a random top and shorts, having trouble 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 short pants, pulling them up to her waist. He sat his mother up ; she kissed at his stomach and chest 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 Thomas More, Cindy holding him tight.

He grabbed some shorts and a T-shirt, and then helped her walk out. He propped her against the straw man threshold, 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 doorway, looking over her shoulder, smiling at her fan. She blew her son a kiss, and grabbed the cop's arm. He gave her a feeling and walked her to the cover of his car.

The EMT's checked her over once more ; her cuts were child, not needing stitches. Before her orgasm with Collin, her full body was in pain from her gloaming and subsequent scrap with Ronnie. An time of day after the effects of climaxing for the maiden time in over xviii years had worn off, the pain started to refund. Her hands hurt the most, but they would bruise up and heal. She also had signs of a minor concussion.

Cindy gave her write up to the police ; it was the same as the others, only slightly different.

Cindy stayed behind so they could feel help. She fought Ronnie, after initially injuring him ; he got the upper mitt. She woke up in a grave with dirt on her. Adrenaline took over and they fought once more. She beat him to death. That was all the police needed to know. She left out one particular of how good it felt hearing his ivory fling or seeing his brass turn into an unrecognizable mess.

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

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

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





-13-

"Mom,"Collin, in underdrawers and a jersey, sat up in bed."Everything ok ?"

"perfect tense. How about you ?"

"I'm good."

Cindy sat next to him, grabbing his mitt."I mean about earlier. About us having sex."

"right. It was, it was -"

"Incredible ?"

"Yeah. Incredible. Kinda ready though."

"Collin, sweetie, do you think you and I could go forward doing that ? Only if you want to of course."

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

"Wonderful. I'm going to shower again. I feel like I still have dried mud somewhere on me,"Cindy giggled. I'll be right out. We'll take it veridical slack this time."

Collin nodded.

"We can research each early's bodies."

"Yes,"he nodded once more.

"Great,"Cindy kissed his cheek and made her way to the lav. She undressed without closing the doorway. Collin watched her lather up behind the clear exhibitioner door.

"Wow,"his whispered, watching her hands trail over her fit torso and turgid breasts.

Cindy dried off this fourth dimension. There was no urgency to check on her son, to show him how much 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 in the ass ?"he asked."You have some cold shoulder and bruises."

"A concussion too. But I'll be fine. Feel free to osculate my wounds if you want - or kiss wherever you want."

"I don't know where to start."

"Bea and Bella like to kiss on these,"Cindy cupped her breasts."Then work their way down. But you do whatever you want. I have a belief, since you're all I need I won't be having sex with them as much. At some point I may cast out you to those Wolf - but I want you all to myself for a while."

Collin sat staring at her body.

"Here,"Cindy reached for his paw, placing them on her tummy."Relax, explore. We didn't get a chance earlier ; I was pressed for sentence. I really needed you though. I still do."

Cindy moved his hands up her toned midsection to her white meat."There we go,"she smiled watching Collin gently squeeze them.

"We're moving here,"Cindy said.

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

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

She felt her body tingle when Collin rubbed her mamilla. He licked his lips as he did."Go ahead. suction them,"Cindy placed her deal behind his head, arching her back.

When his mouth made contact lens with her breast, nursing from them, sucking and licking the nipple, Cindy nearly climaxed there. Her eyes 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 comfortably 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 binding. Collin, now nude, started with her feet, kissing and licking them. He worked his way up her legs, 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 dove in, licking and eating out her pussy. Cindy orgasmed several times in that many hour. Each time she sprayed her juices all over her son's face. Collin laughed, his face drenched and dripping.

He licked his way over her pot, titty, neck, finding her mouth. She loved the penchant of herself on his tongue.

On top of her, with one purpose, to fill her with his seeded player, Collin entered her. Cindy came within seconds again, Collin a little later. When he ejaculated, his cock pumping her full of cum, she climaxed too. Both of them together, staring into one another's eye, their cries of joy heard throughout the house.

Collin rested. They said aught, only kissed tenderly. When Collin was make to go again, he got behind Cindy, licking all over her ass, fingering her from behind, giving her another orgasm.

He paused when he entered her, running his hands all over her back. Cindy looked over her shoulder at him, another orgasm on the way. She didn't see the result 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 soul in the world.

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

He went to one knee joint, grabbed her coxa and mated with a go up constant climaxing fair sex - his mother.





-14-

The slept well into the afternoon the next day.

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

They made honey in the shower, 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 mob down the street. Probably have dinner there,"Collin said. Cindy squeezed his hand. They left two, naked, sisters smiling at the glad couple.

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

Everyone was mulct. There were child accidental injury but none required hospital stays.

After dinner party, Cindy led Collin behind the house to take in his putz. She was on her articulatio genus, slobbering all over his dick, when a cousin walked in on her.

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

After Collin's eyes fluttered, his rooster shooting its load down Cindy's throat. She stood, wiped her oral fissure and thanked her son.

One cousin drank too a great deal, got au naturel and jumped into the swimming puddle. Her son followed suit. Soon the other mother were stripping down and jumping in. Their sons, some reluctant, joined too.

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

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

"We'll get to know them better. They're family after all,"Cindy stepped out of her trunks and thong. Collin watched her dive into the pool.

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

He swam to the pool's boundary, squeezing and sucking on Cindy's tits.

"Uh oh, Collin, better come rescue your mom,"he called over his articulatio humeri."I might not fall in her back !"

Cindy waved to Collin to figure the pool. He laughed, unable to stand firm her, stripped and jumped in.

"Here you go,"the early son said, handing Cindy over to Collin, his own mother finding him.

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

The pool died down, there was no more acting and splashing. The sole sound heard was kissing, moaning, and mother on their sons. Cindy guided Collin inside her, officially joining the orgy.

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

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

The end .