Warning: those who are not comfortable with incest should skip this chapter.
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"Do you want this?" I ask, bumping my cock against her vulva.
She moaned in lust before replying, "Mmm, yes, I do. God help me, but I want this. Ahh. . . But it's wrong. It's incest. . . Hmm. . . Please stop, Nick. . .Ahh," As she talks, I continue to rub myself against her.
"You feel so good. I. . . No, we shouldn't. It's wrong. . . Ungh. But. . .Nick," she grows quiet for a second, and I barely hear her following words, "make love to me, son," she said.
Hearing her give in to her desires, I pull the thin cloth of her G-string aside before slipping a couple of inches of my scorching, hard cock inside her before she can change her mind.
"Whenever, and wherever you want, I will always be happy to make love with you, Mom," I whisper into her ear.
