Aunt Barbara was easier. Clause dress. Big cock My mom said she hoped it would be a girl because she always wanted a daughter. Then mom’s head arched back and she let out a loud, gutteral groan then collapsed her face on my bed. She was catatonic as well. I reasoned that as responsive as she’d been, surely my Uncle Rich was the father, right? The mask was a form fitting example of a seriously demented mind. I rounded the corner, looked into the kitchen and saw my dad and Uncle Rich still out cold. “…ohgodohgodohgodnonononopleasegodnonotthat”, she muttered. I tossed my mom on the bed next to Aunt Barbara. I could feel the tender folds of her vaginal walls straining around my shaft. I’d probably been fucking my mom for 10 minutes. Mom was sobbing uncontrollably. Folding her arms in front of her Aunt Barbara backed away. I would hear mom telling him to stop and could
