“Give me your hands”. Then he did the same for Ben…only with the other glass. As I dropped my bra, Ben’s penis came back to attention…tried not to directly look at it, but somehow had trouble averting my eyes. Managing to turn my head slightly, I could see Ben’s overt expression of fear, his eyes the size of saucers. Guess it did not matter because we were in the house before I could even think of making a commotion. The culmination of my orgasm opened a moment of lucidity…I had just fucked the living shit out my own son…and he had filled me with his sperm…that lucidity only lasted that moment though. Kid…if you can’t hold it…go ahead and fuck yo ho mother’s pussy, that is what it is for.” He again laughed as he walked out the door. The room began to spin, had to close my eyes…still it was as if I was watching from a far, away from my being. The culmination of my orgasm opened a moment of lucidity…I had just fucked the living shit out my own son…and he had filled me with
