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Just how was I going to get out of this… There were a couple of papers next to me…picked them up. One was “The Care and Cleaning of Tattoos and Piercings” and the other, a copy of the agreement I signed. I set the first one down. The second one…my anticipation of finding a way out was almost immediately dashed. It was a signed, sealed, witnessed…agreement that basically said…my son had complete medical, financial, and…well owned my ass in every way and form. What ever he had done, would hold up in court…the fact that he was fucking me… that would hold up in court…the fact that I was letting him, well that is where I would be in trouble…except in the footnotes as long as there is mutual consent by both parties, as long insertions as they are of age, sexual incest is not prosecutable. What the fuck? If he wants to fuck me and I say no…after agreeing to allow him, I am the one that gets prosecuted? And, I had agreed to let him fuck me…it was recorded; it was on film…I was holding the paper just above my thigh…the words written on my thigh were glaring in their truth. “I am my son’s whore”. My only way was to mitigate the damages…and that would probably require compliance on my part. All I could wear that day was a loose sundress…my red legs and armpits totally exposed. It was easy to make an excuse…told both the girls and Ken the truth, had a defoliate process done. Both Kayla and Ken bought it without question, Kellie, she kept asking what else…as if she actually knew what else. I avoided answering. Kyle was working his part time job all day, so did not have that additional stress. It was a little after five when Kyle got home. Ken was out cutting the grass, Kayla was in her room on the computer, and Kellie was watching a movie in the family room. I was in the kitchen starting dinner. Took everything I had not to confront Kyle, to take out my anger about what he had done to me…. but I knew that would be a fool’s errand. He just stared at me, looking at me from my feet to my head…. and that smart-ass smirk across his face that I wanted to smack it off. “How was your day?” I sarcastically asked. “Better than yours, I am sure” “Probably…only because of you…you….you” I wanted to say it…but could not. “Doesn’t matter how your day was really, all that counts is that you understand that I own you doesn’t it?” He said almost monotone…as if it was a fact that whatever emotion there was did not count. “Apparently that is what you think…that Big Tits MILF doesn’t mean…” I cut myself off as I knew that this would evolve into a confrontation and everything would have come out in the open. “Get on your knees”. Kyle ordered without raising his voice. “What the fuck Kyle? It is broad daylight…there are other’s that could...” Obviously he could not care less as he pointed towards the floor. Just then Ken came passed the window on the mower, Kyle waved at him. “Should I ask Dad to come in so he can watch while you explain that you not only fuck around on him…but you actually signed an agreement giving your son complete control over you?” My only thought was that I had to get home. “God, you must think I’m such an idiot.” “Sounds stressful. “Yes, I do think I’ll keep you two alive for a while. Once they were both naked Marie dropped to her insertions knees and took Donny's cock into her mouth. Eventually, I fell asleep. He filled me with so much cum.” It’ll be attached to the house over there where the master bath is located. She didn’t seem to notice and when she heard her Mom’s footsteps, she jumped up, kissed him on the cheek and said” You naughty daddy, I love you”. Hard massaging and it was frozen stiff. “Well?” I ask him. We reckon if you play best of three at least one of you should end up naked.” I wondered if it was something to do with that they ate. "Now?" I'll be your slave, I'll do anything you want but please don't make me choose one of those options." Well, be careful what you want to eat because one day it may be MILF ‘what we eat is what you are’...bon appetite! My fingers came back slickened I started driving. “No,” Brandon frowned, stuffing his cock back into his Big Tits pants, “if it’s Willowbud, and she sees you, I’m fucked, and not in the good way.” The technician set the machine up, squirted a huge glob of this clear jelly before she started using the ultrasound. I asked where is your son? Her single father had enough, so he sent her to boarding school. I placed the Matching black lace bra on her small breasts and then lifted the body to fasten it behind and then adjusted each breast in its cup. On the bed, Brie was on her back with her perky nipples still straight up, and I had a great view of her pussy. “Such inspiration,” Sven groaned right before I kissed him.