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"NANCY MORE" <nancymore@lycos.com> wrote in message
news:Ir-dnZbf55Z-AB7fRVn-jw@comcast.com...
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> TRUCK MOM
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> NANCY MORE
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> Coming home from a family get-together with my husband john, my son Chris,
> and me Ann, we got into an accendant; no one was heart but is car was
> totaled.
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> The only other car we had now was my son's monster truck.
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> The wheals were talker than I was. I needed a hand to get into it.
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> Someone had to grab my ass and lift me into it.
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> My son and husband could not even buy a bottle of milk with out
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> My help.
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> So I had to go with my son to shop.
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> The first time we went it was a comity show.
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> My son being a skinny kid of 18 had trouble getting my 135lbs into the
> truck.
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> The only way was for him to do it was to grab my ass and push me in.
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> My husband thought it was very funny seeing his son with his hands on his
> mother's ass.
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> That night in bed my husband asked me how it felt to have our
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> Son's hands on my ass, your son had his hands on your ass.
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> To be honest I never gave it a thought.
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> Seeing my husband getting aroused over it," I said I loved it and could
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> wait for the next time."
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> I can't remember the last time I had seen him with a hard on like he had
> hearing that. Did my husband want his wife to have sex with his son? My
> son?
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> What a thought.
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> I started to get hot to. John started to play with my ass, saying this
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> be your son in bed with you. Would you like that?
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> Seeing how much john was getting hot thinking of his son feeling his
> mother
> up, I went along with the fancy.
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> He asked me what would I do if he really were in bed with me?.....i said
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> "Id lick his balls and suck his cock until he came in my mouth."
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> Would you swallow his cum?"
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> "O yes I want his cum in me?"
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> "Would you let him fuck your cunt?""
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> O yes"
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> "Would you let him cum in you?"
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> "Yes, yes, I want my sons baby"
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> Hearing that john shot his hot load all over us, it was every were.
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> I wated to see how hot he really was so I asked him to lick his cum off
> me.
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> A cant believes he did it and loved it.
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> He licked every drop off me.
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> He licked what ever he could reach off his own body.
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> I was so turned on seeing this I pushed my luck harder
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> "John would you lick his balls while he fucks me?"
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> "Would you suck his cock, tasting my cum on your sons cock?"
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> "Yes yes yeses..."
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> Ill do any thing you want, if you would fuck him.
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> The next morning I asked john if he really mints what he had said the
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> All he said was try me.
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> A truck horn sounded it was Chris looking to take his father to work.
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> I wonded if my husband was blowing his son on the way to work.
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> Was he telling our son that his mother wonted his baby?
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> O my god what got into me thinking these thoughts?
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> I was hot, hotter than I had ever been.
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> I came with out touching my self.
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> Maybe I hit my head in the car crash.
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> That might be why I am thinking like this.
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> I was not looking forward to going shopping with my son.
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> The thought of his hands on my ass drove me crazy.
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> God what would I do?
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> It was all I could think of
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> My son taking me to bed.
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> What is wrong with me?
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> My husband wanting to suck his son off.
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> How do I get these thoughts out of my head?
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> I must have brine concussions from the crash. I need help.
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> That night after work john said he was in the mood to have pizza for
> dinner.
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> He wanted me and Chris to pick up a pizza while he showered.
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> Fearing what might happen if I went with my son, watering for the pizza in
> the truck. I said I had things to do. And, he goes with his son for the
> pizza.
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> His eyes lit up like he was hoping I would say that.
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> Like a ton of bricks it hit, john wanted me to say that; john wonted to
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> his son's cock while they were waiting in the truck for it to be ready.
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> A few days went by with no problems.
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> I knew i had to shop sneer or later.
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> I made up my mind to get it over with.
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> Not thinking, i hat a short skirt on when asked chris to take me shopeing.
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> When i raised my laige up to get on the running board,, my dress went up
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> gave Chris a good look at my laigs.
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> I got so upset i sliped of it,, landing on crisis hand. His hand was not
> on
> my ass now, but on my crouch. His fingers could not help but go in to my
> cunt. he quickly moved his hands to my ass and got me into the truck.
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> i could see he had a hard on. i gave my son a hard on.
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> my son geting a hard on over his mother. me his mother.
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> did john tell him i wanted to suck him my son wanted to suck his cock.
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> or was he thinking of his finger in my cunt.
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> the more i looked at it the biger it got.
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> "chris what are you thinking? "
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> get me out of here i want to go back in the hose.
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> sorry mom i cant help it.
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> give a minet to settel down.
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> its so hard it herts bad.
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> that made me feel very gilty.
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> aney young boy would have that kink of reaction, it was not his falt.
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> maybe i was to blame.
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> what got into me.
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> i stil want my sons cock.
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> he looked down at my lages with the short skirt i had on i could not hide
> them.
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> i could see his cock geting biger, and geger.
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> it was so temting, thinking his father might be sucking on it why cant his
> mother.
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> but i realy did not know that john was sucking his son.
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> what to do, i cant help wanting him my own son.
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> than i said to myself why is he so hard?
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> he wants me
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> he wants his mother.
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> and his mother wants him.
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> i Kept looking at his crouch , his cock kept growing.
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> what do i do i think hewants me to open his fly take out his cock and suck
> it.
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> but dose he realy want to have sex with me? me his mother.
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> before i had time to think about what to do, i felt his hand on my lage.
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> i almost hit the rook of the truck.
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> that did it i had the greatest orgasam i ever had.
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> just the tuch of his hand on my lage.
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> DOES MOM SUCK OFF HER SON.
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> DID DAD SUCK OFF HIS SON.
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> WHAT NEXT??????
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> LET ME KNOW.
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> NANCY MORE
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> I am a 48 year old single mom of two adult boys.
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> One son is half black , the other is all white but bisex.
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> I am hucked on incest.
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> I love reading mother son stories.
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> cuckold stories
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> interracial stories
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> wifes who have there husband SUCK OFF black mem
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> Thy reAly turn me on.
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> PLEAS, PLEAS NO CHILD, RAPE, S&M, JUST LOVING STORIES
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> I do NOT write the stories I just REWEIGH them
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> to my liking.
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> SO SEND ME YOUR STORIES AND I WILL ADD SOME SPICE TO THEM.
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> THAN SEND THEM BACK TO YOU 100% FREE.
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> thank you
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> NANCY MORE
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> nancymore@lycose.net
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> P.s put story in subject if not i will NOT answer
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