by jack30341
Mom just can't wait for son's penetration. "Mother f-er" says in 2 words what this poem says in endless lines.
If you want something erotic at least add a few details beyond finger f-ing. Now I understand why Dad divorced Mom after she had endless orgies with my seven brothers and excluded his pin prick.
Inquiring minds want to know: How big was sonny boy's penis? How did it compare to Dad's. Bigger, smaller, thinner, longer? Was sonny's foreplay too brief? Did Mom
require lube? Is Mom pregnant now? What brand condom was used? Is Mom still fucking the mailman? And Jacky--are you really f-ing your Mom? Is that what a southern gentleman does in between pecan seasons?
This poem deals with incest, to each his own. I haven't tried it so I shouldn't knock it. It does bring a family closer together, at least genetically. I would try it but Mom has passed on and Dad has remarried. Are stepmothers eligible? If I get the opportunity I'll report back.