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Click hereLater on in the evening as we lay in each others arms, fucksweat slowly drying on her our bodies and slowly getting drowsy, I asked Mom, "So, what would you like to do tomorrow, Mom?"
Mom didn't say anything for a few seconds, but finally replied, "Well, baby, tomorrow is Sunday, isn't it?" She rose up and looking me in the face as she slowly stroked my cum-sticky cock said, "How would you feel about taking your mother to church?"
To be continued...
Your killing the story you need to go back to the roots of the story keep it between the mother and son just cause they may run into others in life don't mean they need to be included in there little romance you think the people my girlfriend and I meet in life is included in our sex life it doesn't work that way fix the problem go to the stories roots or end it now
I really really wanted to love this story. I started off cherishing it. It was beautiful and amazing. Unfortunately, even with the absolute love that this mother and her son share, it devolved into a family history of everyone fucking everyone else their entire lives. I was really afraid of that happening, and once the aunt was brought into it and little comments were made (and they started kissing in front of her son with no forewarning), it was unfortunately very clear that this story was going down that same road. As with the Anon reviewer below me, I have trouble with father/daughter incest. Call it a double standard, or call it the feeling that younger girls need to be protected more than younger boys do, it doesn't sit right with me. I tend to avoid the daddy/daughter incest stories.
I don't think I'm going to be able to finish this sorry. It started off fine, and to be quite honest if Christmas with Mother was a one shot, I would have enjoyed it more. But bringing the father and grandmother into it made me feel weird. Not sure why, just the thought of the mother having a relationship with her father and then her son makes me feel all sorts of eerie. Father/daughter stories have always been weird for me, I don't usually enjoy them at all, and I'm sad to say that this one has joined them. Great writing though from my pov, and it seems your story did well. Just not for me anymore.