The house was quiet, as I grabbed a glass of juice in the kitchen and headed upstairs to take a shower. Stripping off I dumped my clothes in the laundry sack and went into the bathroom. As I pushed the door wide I gasped and stopped dead in my tracks, standing before me toweling herself dry was mom.
It was a warm spring evening and I found myself at home alone.
This story from hungrymom has been read 2 4 6 6 7 6 times. My son having his way with me Written by hungrymomongenre incest I am 33 years old and I have tried to keep this a secret but its burning inside me and I need to tell someone. My son is 18, I was very young when I had him, my parents and I raised him. Ive had many boyfriends over the years but nothing that I was able to keep.
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