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Incest, A Way Of LifeBut as I grew older, I found a more exciting way to frig myself. "I made the amazing discovery; that I could masturbate to greater enjoyment if, when I did it, I had an article of Sylvia's clothing with me. Often, when she was not at home, I'd sneak to the clothes hamper and get a pair of her panties. I would then go to my room, strip myself naked, and get on the bed, after which I would pull the panties over my head. While chewing on the crotch of the panties, I would then pull my cock, all the while thinking how wonderful it would be if I could chew on her in the flesh, even better if I could actually fuck her. Shit fire and save matches! How I wanted to fuck Sylvia, and the fact that she was my mother didn't concern me in the least. Any woman with a snatch can have a brat. That's no big deal! "All this was before Dad's ticker quit tocking. With him alive, I knew I couldn't even try to screw my old lady-not that I entertained any hope of ever being able to do so. At that time, I had to content myself with masturbating while thinking of her, while her panties were imprisoning my head and I was thinking of her pussy, muttering over and over to myself the different parts of a woman's cunt I had memorized from a medical book-glans clitoris, vestibulum vaginae, frenulum labiorum… "About my mother's panties-she had them in all colors, pink, blue, red, green, but I preferred chewing on red ones ...» |
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