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From Torg Adventure

Your mother fondles your balls again, feeling their weight in her hand. Her face is a mask of excitement and fear. Then she takes the disk of birth control pills and leaves your bedroom. You smile at her fine swaying ass as she departs. You lie down on your bed and await her return.

In a minute, you hear tiny splashes in the bathroom followed by the flush. Then she walks back in your room, her eyes downcast. She crawls into bed with you and entwines her body around you, an arm and a leg over your torso and waist. Her other hand fondles your cock and balls. She leans in and kisses you.

She takes a deep breath before she starts."Your balls are full of hot fertile cum, the perfect thing to knock up sluts. I am your mommy-slut, you are my son-master. I need your sperm, I want to get knocked up by your beautiful sperm. Make me a mommy again. Please fuck me until your seed catches inside my belly and grows. Fill my slut-cunt with your amazing cock, fill me with your perfect sperm, over and over until you knock your beautiful baby inside me. Please give me your cock and breed me! I am your breeding slut."

You study her face and see she is very turned on by saying these things. You kiss her hard, thrusting your tongue past her lips. She melts into your body, caressing you with her fingers. You break the kiss to push her on her back. She grins at you and spreads her legs and spreads her pussy lips. "My pussy is yours. My womb is yours. My mouth is yours. My body and soul are yours," she says, a shudder shaking her body.

You climb on top of your mother and slide your cock inside her hot furnace of a cunt.

"Yes!" she shouts as you bottom out.

You love how her breasts shake as you plunder her body. She watches you with her mouth open and her lips wet with desire. The slapping of your bodies and her moans fill the room.

She whispers, "It will take a few days for the hormones to clear my body, and then some time to get the cycles right. Fuck me, Sir, fuck me every day, fuck me ten times a day, until I start getting big and fat with your child."

Her words are already bringing the tingling to your balls. You grab her tits, squeezing them hard, then pinch her nipples, twisting them around. Mom groans loudly, tossing her head back and forth, then arching her back as she shriek rises in pitch and volume. Her orgasm makes her body tremble, and her pussy pulses around your meat. You pound her hard into the mattress until it's all too much for you. Your cock erupts like Mount Vesuvius, spraying your fertile swimmers deep into your mother's womb.

You roar over her head, "Take my cum, slut! I'm gonna knock you up!" Your hips are a frenzied blur as you pummel her sex.

"Yes! Yes! Fill me! Breed me!" she screams.

The two of you grunt and groan as you come for over a minute. Then you slump on top of your mother, and she holds you tightly to her breast, stroking your hair and shoulders.

"Right where it belongs," she whispers to you.

What now?

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