Breeding My Drunk Mom

Story Excerpt

I wasn’t supposed to want her, but all summer my mom had been driving me insane. Teasing me in bikinis, flashing me “accidentally,” catching me stroking myself, she knew exactly what she was doing. And when she stumbled home drunk one night, her tits spilling from her dress, her hand on my thigh, all that tension finally snapped. She wanted my huge trouser snake. She begged for it. And I gave it to her, hard, raw, and deep until her womb was stuffed full of my seed. This wasn’t a one-time thing. Mommy wants to be bred, and I’m the only one who can keep her satisfied.