Do Not Name Our Love As Incest

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gimmeurz
gimmeurz
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You and me
Mother and Son
coz my body came
From within your body

My body is Your body
And you created it
To have me with
What you did not have
A Penis of your own choice

Naturally all these 18 years
I craved for your Vagina
that I do not have
Of my choice

All these 18 years
I dreamed of your wet vagina
And your booby breasts

Beautiful to see
Delicious to taste
Ecstatic to feel

Like the Fruit of Eden
Which God had made to be eaten with
Stealth,Sin,Ecstacy and Passion

And be Wise Happy and Living
And to be a creator like God
And to create something new
Like you or me

Living within the same home
Being in company day and night
Thinking of your beautiful face
Craving for your erotic body
Struggling not to embrace you
And not seducing you into my bedroom
Is Hell that I am living in
Where is my Heaven?

Each and every moment
Has elapsed all these 18 years
Just imagining you in my bed
And my dick in your cunt
We Fucking like mad
Moaning Crying Shouting
And Orgasming like insane
And you smiling afterwards
Embracing me tightly
Caressing me lightly
Demanding fuck after fuck
For the rest or our lives

Is it not sheer love?
Between two loving humans
Or may be we are ONE!!
Not two but one human
with two parted bodies?

Who can make us two different bodies?
How can we be two saperate humans?
What can come in between we Mother and son?

All restrictions are man made
All taboos are just to stop
People from what they did in love
what they wanted to do in love
What they want to do always in love

It is Love and nothing else
I love you Mom
And I know you love me

Please do not call it incest


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AnonymousAnonymousalmost 12 years ago
who decides what is disciplene?

Suppose I find my wife is actually my sister? we have 5 children. we are married 15 years. what then? where is the book of relations? only men made it. Bodies have a different code of conduct. It is God's rules. Otherwise God would have made some device to make us unable to fuck some of the persons.

tazz317tazz317about 12 years ago
MOMMY MOST DEAREST

falls in the wrong discipline. TK U MLJ LV NV

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