1. Rancho del i****to


    Date: 9/2/2015, Categories: Anal, Mature, Taboo, Author: mind_warrior_2000, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    bad. I felt like I betrayed my mom. *** The next couple of days were very strange between my mother and me. We didn't speak to each other and she didn't even look my way. I wanted to say something to her, but I couldn't think of anything appropriate. The longer we didn't speak, the more used to it I became. Almost a week went by without us saying a word to each other. It gave me some time to think about things, to evaluate my internal guilt. I've thought back on countless situations where men whistled, hollered, and approached my mom in the past. I've always ignored it and paid it no attention, but now I was able to remember that those occurrences were frequent. My mother was indeed a very sexy looking woman and I would have never realized it were it not for Roger. Because mom was attractive and sexually appealing, it was only natural for my body to react the way it did. I felt a little bit relieved once I was able to come to that understanding. After all, I did object when I first heard Roger tell us of his sick desire. As I thought more about what happened, I realized I shouldn't be blaming myself for everything. After all, it wasn't my fault. Mom could have thought of something from the beginning. There had to have been a way for us to avoid Roger's request. &#034What was mom thinking agreeing to it in the first place?&#034 I thought. &#034Was she really that frightened by Roger's threats? Or did she not fully realize what he was asking of us?&#034 I certainly knew that, ...
    at first, I didn't quite realize the effect having sex with my mom would have on me. It was Friday evening and I sat at the table in the kitchen listening to the serving women prepare dinner. I was hungry and the smell of food teased my nose. My mom came in from work and, without as much as a glance at me, went to join the women that were cooking. Other people began to arrive from the day's work and everyone piled into the kitchen, waiting for dinner. I paged through my textbook, listening to Diego talk to someone about his life. Something Diego was saying caught my ear: &#034...I hope he gets it like that bastard, Don Julio. Look at what happened to him, he thought he couldn't be touched, and got stabbed in his own house.&#034 I slammed my textbook shut and looked up at Diego. &#034Don Julio?&#034 I asked with a sudden rush of bl**d to my face. &#034Yes, that bastard that thought he was the top dog in Mexico after he killed all the other Dons,&#034 replied Diego grimacing. &#034Which Don Julio?&#034 &#034Don Julio Alvarez,&#034 replied Diego plainly. &#034From Veracruz.&#034 Indeed, it was my father's rival. &#034He... he's dead?&#034 I asked. &#034Yes. Stabbed to death in his own house, about a year ago.&#034 I fell silent and Diego went on talking about something else. &#034If he was killed a year ago, that meant Roger had lied to us about turning us over to him,&#034 I realized. I looked up at mom and saw that she had heard too. She had stopped preparing food and stood ...
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