PR-3135 EBOOK

PR-3135 EBOOK
PR-3135 EBOOK
Three Hot Mothers by William Taylor
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A mother’s desire for her son is a subject as old as the world of literature, and its theme, incest, can be traced to 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. Eugene O’Neill, a great playwright, encompassed the theme in one of his most important works.

According to some psychologists, such a 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 catastrophe which might follow could be of such dimension that none involved will recover.

THREE HOT MOTHERS is the story of relationships between housewives and their sons. It is a startling novel with an important message for society.

Ben Landis climbed off his wife and eyed her cum-coated twat with satisfaction. His cock was a little sore from rubbing her hairy muff so long, but he’d given Valerie two orgasms before blowing his wad. He knew he had at least two more loads in his balls, but he was tired, and just didn’t feel up to making the effort.

“I’m gonna shower and watch a little TV,” he said, bending and kissing Valerie’s softly rounded belly. His eyes wandered up to the round tits hanging from her chest, and he kissed each soft, relaxed nipple. He never ceased to marvel at how a slender woman could have such big jugs.

“Turn out the light, Ben,” Valerie mumbled sleepily, turning on her side.

Watching his father through the keyhole, Dave Landis decided this was the moment he’d been waiting for. His patience was at an end. All these years he’d been walking around with a hard-on in his pants and aching balls, but no more. Quietly opening the door, the horny teenager slipped into his parents’ bedroom. Quickly, he went to the other door leading to the hall bathroom and locked it. He heard the shower running. He couldn’t pull his pajama bottoms off fast enough.

Fictional reading for entertainment purposes only.

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