Incest Sex is Always on Our Minds

incest sexIncest sex is always on my mind. It is on Morgan’s mind too. There are many things we wish. We wish I had a son, so she had a brother. We wish her father was not so much older and pretty much useless in bed so she could have a proper daddy. But we never dwell on the what ifs for long because we have each other and we have you, our callers. Role plays help us experience those things we cannot experience. Plus, Morgan and I relive many of our favorite role plays in bed often. She spent the night on Wednesday because we are off on Thursdays. She only has one class on Thursdays and it’s a late afternoon course. That means we can spend the morning in bed. Yesterday, she woke me up by eating my sexy mommy pussy. I thought I was having a wet dream. Normally, I am the one putting on the strapon to fuck her bald wet pussy. But when I opened my eyes, there was my baby girl wearing it with my cunt juice glistening on her face. The last call we had together on Wednesday night was a family fun call with our caller pretending to be my son, her brother. She knows I wish I had a son. I never wished I had a boy over her. I just sometimes wish I had both. Not wrong to want a son and a daughter, right? She looked me in the eyes and told me she wanted to show me what waking up with a son would be like. She slipped the strapon into my mommy cunt and fucked me fast. It was a rabbit fuck, just like a boy would fuck his mommy. Not the slow sensual fucks we usually have. It was a great way to wake up. I would not trade Morgan for anything, but it would be nice to have a teenage son around too. I think most mature sexy women would love a teen boy around the house.

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