Story. Fantasy-4 (end) ⇐ Incest

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I quickly pulled off my sweatpants along with my underpants and stood next to the bed. Then he bent down and sucked on the left breast, while simultaneously twisting the nipple on the right. Mom didn't react. Then I put my hand in her crotch and inserted two fingers into her vagina at once. It was warm and very humid there. He twirled his fingers inside, pulled them out, looked and smelled them. There was some kind of mucus on them. And the smell, although stimulating, was somehow not very pleasant, sourish. “Looks like mommy got fucked today,” I decided, “Well, I’ll be next.” He climbed onto the bed, settled between her legs, spread her thighs with his knees and immediately pushed her to the full length, without rocking. Mom sobbed in her sleep and muttered something. I was scared, but she started snoring again. I continued. Slowly at first, and then gradually accelerating. The feeling was amazing. Firstly, the size of her vagina, oddly enough, completely corresponded to my penis, enveloping it quite tightly. And in depth too - I almost rested on the uterus. But the most exciting thing was the feeling of owning my own mother - the woman who gave me life. This delight cannot be expressed in words! I didn’t have enough for a long time, and soon I was shooting my sperm into the depths of her vagina. Right into the womb. I wasn’t particularly afraid, because in fact I was absolutely sure that someone had already fucked my mother shortly before me. And the remains of sperm will not cause any suspicion in her. Having finished shooting, I went to the kitchen, took a towel there, wiped myself and tried to dry my mother as thoroughly as possible, even pushing the remaining sperm out with my fingers. At the same time, mother did not react at all, still lying on her back and snoring. After everything, I went back to the kitchen, washed the towel and hung it on the radiator to dry. The next morning, as expected, my mother did not remember anything. She apologized again, saying that she didn’t understand how this could happen to her. I remained silent, then kissed her and said that it’s okay, it happens. No one knew about this incident, and even my mother had no idea.