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Halloween Mom
Date: 9/1/2015, Categories: Hardcore, Mature, Taboo, Author: Bountyhunter310, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster
worriedly. "Maybe it would be better if I had an abortion." "What if its mine... I've always wanted another." "Another man's baby?" "Its mine. I know it is," dad insisted. "We could try again... later... after I take care-" "Its murder," dad said, an imploring tone in his voice. "Will is leaving next fall... we'll be all alone," mom conceded, "It would be nice to start again." "I love you Patty," dad promised as his hand softly caressed my mother's stomach. Over a couple of nights I listened to their soul searching, until they finally agreed they wanted it. Mum was going to have my baby. I continued to fuck her. Every two or three weeks I'd do her. No warning. At home... or I'd call and tell her to meet me at one of the houses she was showing... or at Graham's cabin. I loved the afternoon I spend sexing her on Graham's bed. I was always masked. And strangely, after a while she stopped asking who I was. I think in some way it made the sex even better for her. In April, I told dad and mom I wasn't going to go to university the next fall. "What?" they'd both screeched. "I don't want to miss the first year of my s****r's life, I'll go next year," I said ... quietly. We argued for weeks until we came to an agreement: I'd take off one year but promised to go in September 2008. And I'd spend the year working for dad's company, learning the ropes. I'd worked there the last two summers and knew that dad loved having me there with him. My s****r Vanessa was born July 31st 2007, a seven pound nine ounce dark haired beauty. I was a father! Three weeks later, in late August, masked, I sucked milk from my mother's breasts for the first time in almost twenty years, sucked at her fat teats even as my cock plunged repeatedly into her depths. I enjoyed working full time, and was even able, with my knowledge of computers and the internet, to come up with some ideas to grow Dad's business. Dad was even approached by one of the big Carolina based banks in late September, a group interested in acquiring Miller Investments. Dad let me sit in on the meeting, a meeting in which he showed a complete lack of interest in their opening eighteen million dollar offer to buy him out. "Why would I sell?" he asked me later as he and mom and I ate dinner. "We got all the money we need and when I'm ready to retire you can take over." Mom agreed with him completely. They were both happy with life. I was less so.