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My dick thumped and throbbed inside my mother's cunt at those words. I pulled her tightly to me and gently kissed her on the lips as we lay back on her bed, on sodden sheets wet with our love-making in the pale moonlight on that hot night in west Texas in that late summer of 1944.
I gently moved her damp hair back from her ear and the nape of her neck and kissed her softly. I whispered into her ear, "Mama, I want to make love to you again now."
She whispered back, "You'd better, my love."
I rolled her onto her back and began to slowly move my stiffening cock in and out of my mother's wet clasping pussy as she locked her heels and calves around my buttocks.
***
My mother and I stayed together until the day she died; and she's still with me now in my heart and soul. Also, for some inexplicable reason, my mother never did become pregnant as a result of our incestuous lovemaking; although it was always done with my bare cock in her unprotected cunt.
- COMMENTS
Anonymousabout 3 years agoIn 1944 a pussy wasn't called a vagina. THAT was an invention of activist women that hate men many years later.
TyrellSacketalmost 7 years agoThis story hits very close to home for me as I too loved my son in the same manner. And still do. God rest his soul. You are a very sweet boy for loving your mother that way.
