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A mother’s desire for her son is a subject as old as the world of literature, and its theme, inc#st, can be traced in the destruction of Sodom and Gomorrah, and Lot’s scheme to repopulate a supposedly desolate earth by sleeping with his daughters. The subject has been probed by Sophocles, and Freud defined the problem of inc#st. Eugene O’Neill, a great playwright, encompassed the theme in one of his most important works.
An inc#stuous desire is normal, healthy, and to be expected, but should this need on the part of a woman to physically possess her son remain unchecked, the possible complications which might follow could be of such dimension that none involved will recover.
I SAW MOM SUCKING! is the story of an inc#stuous relationship. It is a startling novel with an important message for society.
She had the teen standing between her legs. His head was bent, his eyes on her face as she worked her lips over his cock. He was still a little shy and Barbara was amused. She liked them a little shy. Just shy enough to make it fun.
She sat on the couch in the motel room with the teen’s cock in her mouth.
His name was Mark, and she’d picked him up in a shopping center less than an hour ago. Now she had his jeans and Jockey shorts down at his ankles and his beautiful cock in her mouth.
His big prick.
She’d thought he’d be big because of the bulge in his crotch. She liked her cocks big. The teen was only eighteen, but he had a lovely cock. He was obviously uneasy about being with an older woman. She was old enough to be his mother. She had a son about his age at home.
Fictional reading for entertainment purposes only.