While hubby was out for the weekend playing golf with his friends, the sexual tension between my son and me finally erupted.
He was at the peak of his sexual rage and wildness. I was in complete heat and probably fertile. My pussy was leaking with excitement for my son since the last couple of months.
As hubby left from the house, my son had me pushed back into a wall. He didn’t have time for gentleness as he simply tore open my shirt and looked like a wild bull ready to stake his claim on my feminine body. His dominant ways made me weak in my legs and I was so wet that it flowed down my thighs.
I got fucked and bred like a real woman should be. The house was in a mess as we ended up breaking furniture and spoiling rooms and walls with creampies. I was clueless about what to tell my hubby about the broken bed in the master bedroom.
I decided to be true to my husband and told him that I had been taken over by another man. This man was noone else but our own son. My douche husband was the least offended and the thought of me being under our muscular son with my legs spread open gave him a real hard erection after years.
A month later, I broke news about my pregnancy to hubby and son. Before that, our son roughly fucked me several times in front of his father while his father enjoyed and jerked off to the act.