“I don’t know. How?” Tiffanie answered. She was nude again, watching Tom play soccer. Okxxx “Let it happen,” She said, before impaling herself on his dick. Tiffanie grabbed his face to meet her eyes, her exposed large breasts resting on Tom’s lower abdomen. “Tom, a vacation redo for your graduation present, yes?”
Tom gulped, shaking, staring into her eyes. He slowly nodded his head. After a shower to clean off the dirt and grass, she stood, naked in the bathroom doorway, the light behind her silhouetting her body, watching Tom sleep, grinning devilishly. She wondered if this taboo and perverse desire was genetic. Perhaps it was why all her sisters were sleeping with their sons. She didn’t know and didn’t care. All she knew she was fully embracing it, her true desire, and would very soon cross that line with Tom.
