Carlos's mother (VIII: More and more friends (II)). The hot talks between the two friends continue, this They sometimes

Carlos's mother (VIII: More and more friends (II)). The hot talks between the two friends continue, this They sometimes comment on the special relationships between a mother, a grandmother, her grandson. What, I'm going to tell you, I don't know, if they are exciting, like what You told me about the past days. But when you see that they told it to me, I got all wet, something that happens to me with certain topics in particular, I had to ask him to go to the bathroom, to my friend the owner of the house, and when she closed the door behind me, she killed me with a Fabulous handjob, I was so red that it took me more than fifteen minutes to recover. -I like that you tell me that, because I finally found someone as filthy as me, and also, he says things by their name. -Well, thank you, what's happening is that I'm getting to know your tastes, which are, I believe, very similar to mine. -Yes, I know. You love assholes, don't you? -Yes, they drive me crazy, I love heating them, I always think like those little pijitas, they get up, when I show them, as if without want my panties. -The same for me, I dedicated myself to Child Psychology, well I realized that I was going to have a deeper contact with them. But well now Tell me, just knowing that you are going to tell me something really exciting, now I'm hot. -It bothers you, if I touch myself a little, it's already itching. (they both laughed) We were talking, with this friend, who told you. It was a rainy afternoon, I had gone to look for her, since we had planned to leave shopping and then having something to eat there. We had met that day, because the husband and the son traveled to Córdoba for the weekend. But everything was frustrated because a little rain gradually disappeared. little transformed into a storm and all in a few minutes, so we decided not to go out. I had a fight, because I love going shopping, looking at windows and Let them look at you, right? As if to calm my anger, she decided that she was going to cook some escones and that we had tea, and that we talked there, in his house, since the real reason was to meet and talk since it had been several months since we we saw We go through all the issues there are, you know how we are us, when we started. Well one thing brings another and I don't know how we got to the topic of incest. -It seems quite strange to me. -Strange, don't believe it. -Well, maybe... well I know what there is but... -What's up, what's up, listen to this. A friend, from my town where I lived as a girl, she recently came to visit us, I invited her because she couldn't came for my wedding, and stayed two weeks, she and her son. Can you imagine me very happy, also the son, who was 13 years old just like mine, from the First day, they got along wonderfully. He told me that he had relations with his son, you can imagine.... -I, as I couldn't imagine, my mind traveled at a thousand times hours when he told me, my pussy got wet instantly, I already felt that my Moisture was barely contained by my panties. But, I put on the biggest face stupid -I can believe you... -Believe it, the pretty girl was sleeping with her son. - - That barbarity, but it didn't start, that sick relationship, well I imagine that that doesn't happen happens overnight. That's nothing for that, when I finish telling you, you're not going to be able to believe, there is more, I start counting. She was left alone, because the couple abandoned her, leaving her pregnant, two months before having him, he returned to live with his mother, and he had it. Between her and her mother they raised him. And with the help of her mother, she was able get ahead, have a normal life, be able to do work, and raise children his son. But alone, she told me that it bothered her a lot, because she didn't have time, to go out and meet a man, what the mother did was already too much with her son, when she worked. But as you know, everything gets used to a. Well, his life was from home to work and from work to home. As you already I said, the mother also did what she could, she was president of the cooperator, from the town church. You can imagine, without a husband, the only thing What was left was the church and taking care of her grandson. She showed me photos of the mother, a real Assyrian sucker, a real prude. The three of them lived in a two-bedroom house, their baby I slept with her except sometimes when I slept with grandma. The nights that He slept with his grandmother, she tried to calm his cravings, masturbating all the time. night, those nights were the ones he had to dream, with his hands between his legs. She had taken it as a ritual every Saturday to bathe him. Well weekdays the mother did it. Month after month she appreciated the development of your child. Realize that she was the only pijita in the house, quite a king the child, two women who took care of him day and night, since the mother had been who had been widowed. She is a mother, but almost without realizing it, (the blood called) he was dedicating more time to washing it and precision when drying it in his intimate parts, one of the first joys it gave him was one afternoon when while the soapy thing stopped, I couldn't believe it, because I didn't know that at that age they could be stopped, so from then on, every Saturday, I took As a precaution, lock the door before bathing him. something that he had not done before, for his mother, and that he would come to think. And once the two naked and in the bathtub, it took more effort to soap him to make her stop, and once she stopped she masturbated him as if playing with him slowly giving time to the pleasure, with one hand and with the other he put his fingers through its two little holes. And I can attest to that, because I already knew that she He loved putting things up his ass. -And to you.... What do you think I have my fingers? And raising the skirt, to let her friend see, you could see she had pulled her panties and inserted her little fingers in both holes. Ok, while I'm telling you I'm going to jerk off too. a little bit, but whenever I remember his words.... I continue, the baby still didn't have milk but she loved it see her standing. Little by little, the fever that invaded her every Saturday, with Over time she became more daring. Playing in the bathtub... and in those games He hugged him and laid him against his chest, they played that he was smaller, that It was her baby again, inciting him to suckle her breasts, and in those sucks the water from the tub, he hid, his fingers that were lost in the desperation of touching herself between her legs and her baby's standing cock, which ended rubbing it on his stomach. -I swear, he told me in great detail, and every word revealed, the fire in her vagina for her son. -How cool, right? I continued... As I told you, every Saturday more and more....one Saturday, while dried, she was left in a position, that the desire was unleashed, never to stop further. He began to suck it, while he was sucking it, seeing the scared face of his son. - - Don't be scared my love, you know that mommy touches you when she stop, get off, and you like that, don't you? - - Yes, mommy. - - Well, how did you have it? standing again, and it was very dry, mom, it puts a little saliva on you, so that you like it more. If it bothers you, I won't make you salivate, my love. - - No I don't bothers. - - Well my life, stay still like this, mommy is going to suck you, a In a little while you'll see how you'll like it, my love. She sat him on the bathroom sink, she started sucking him Complete with eggs and everything. The stupid girl put them both in her mouth and played with the tongue for his balls. More love and impossible dedication, a luxury masturbation. But, the worst comes now, she forgot to close the door this time. bathroom door, and in the greatest state of fever, when he opened his eyes, he saw his mother leaning on the door frame. -Mother!!! -I see, you're having fun. I started crying, mom... I don't know... I need a man. -Calm down, daughter... it's okay. -I know and it can't be... I don't know how I could... I need a man... -I know my love, we all needed it at some point... The mother comforted her and caressed her back. Listen to me, my love, we all need a man sometimes, I tell you as a woman. You always saw me as your mother, but look at me now As a woman, and I know what it's like to be without a man... Her crying was decreasing, because the mother not only He caressed her back but lowered his hand until he reached her buttocks. Daughter, I am a woman who is in the same situation as you, and I I also suffer, but I think that between the two of us we have to help each other. By that time his mother's fingers were already in his pussy a finger was easily introduced inside her. Mother..... Leave it my love, relax, mom will help you, don't worry, no one will ever know this. This is going to be a family secret. Mommy...... Quiet darling, I know what a woman likes, I also know that what you were doing to your son, makes your little dick very hot son..... And how is it not going to warm you up if it is the pijita of the house, and it is beautiful, from today he will be our male. No, my love, you love your mom and grandma, don't you? -Yes, grandmother. -I continued sucking your son, I'll take care of you, my love. The mother took her grandson's cock and placed it in her mouth. of his daughter, then he dedicated himself to masturbating his daughter. Her biggest orgasm came when her son came for the first time. times three gushes of milk in his mouth, it was unexpected and it was sublime. All This was added to the fact that her mother was on the floor sucking her pussy. You can imagine, I end up with my son's milk in my mouth and on mother's face. The grandmother received the entire flow, which due to its abundance appreciates that the daughter was urinating on her, that infected her fever and joy, as it was confirmation of accepting such a relationship prohibited. Tremendous was the fever, he ended with his hand jerking off quoting some saint..... can you imagine the saint of the degenerates..... She told me that afterward they took turns taking her son to their beds and the baby grew up having relationships with his mother and grandmother. What a son of a bitch.... How must this filth have enjoyed... Look at my tits, I didn't know when I was going to start having milk....what a son of a bitch... Look, my pussy is red, I have three fingers stuck in..... just... Just thinking about the liters of milk that will be sucked his son this guacha,,, Just.... Just...... To be continued... ddelfin@yahoo.com