Gail had no illusions about what her boss expected when he hired her. The salary and benefits exceed her worth as a high school dropout. Gail provided the noontime services her boss demanded and entertained him at her apartment in the evening. Gail was content to be able to provide a better standard of living than she ever expected for herself and her boys. That was until her boss demanded more from her and her boys. Along with her boss's new demands, Gail made demands of her own.
Spending the summer at home is lots of fun. Especially when people come to visit. Relatives and friends are all welcome. And they can be very lusty too.
Novel type: incest, mother, son, sister, elder sister, aunt, teacher, neighbor. I kissed my mother's smooth forehead and whispered softly: "Mom, how nice it would be if you could really be my wife?" "Mom, do you know? I really want to take care of you, take care of you for the rest of my life." "Mom, how nice it would be if I were not your son?" "Mom, the most romantic thing I can think of is to grow old with you. I want to be with you forever and ever..." "Mom, I love you so much..."
Multiple codes represent the characters' unique gender exploits. Otherwise, the story is a slow strip tease for incestuous, power transgression fans. / (Reviews)
Trekking through a somewhat different jungle in search of somewhat different game. I had an idea and had to get it down, so here is the 'stroke story' version. Perhaps someday I'll come up with the 'finely crafted short story' version. You have been warned.
Rambha, a beautiful and powerful apsara, is cast out of the heavenly realm by Indra as punishment for her affair with a mortal. She is stripped of her divine powers and forced to live in a human body, bound by a curse that declares she will obey her son's every command. As her son Rohan grows up, he becomes increasingly dominant and controlling, using his charm to manipulate his mother and force her to do his bidding, leaving his father shocked and devastated by the turn of events.
Mom was a beautiful woman, and all my friends had the hots for her. They all wanted to fuck her. I did, too. She was five-foot-three inches tall and one-hundred-twenty pounds. Her measurements are 34/24/35. I went through her underwear drawer all the time and sniffed her dirty panties when I jacked off. Mom's hair had turned white as a teenager, and she had not bothered to color it. She was beautiful, and I saw all the men staring at her lustfully when we were out. And so did my teammates, many