Family Reunion (1)
Tonight I let my husband fuck me in the ass. It puts him into a deeper snooze. So I wait. My heartbeat building. Eventually he nods off. I wait a while longer. Then I get up from bed, take my nightgown off. It falls to the floor. I grab my handbag and leave the room. I go into the bathroom. I splash some water on my face. Look myself in the mirror. A little giddy with excitement but nervous as well. It has been 18 years since I’ve had do this. I open my handbag and run a few long lines into my nose. I sniff and twitch my nose then leave. I walk with passion and purpose into my son’s bedroom. Yesterday was his 18th. It was tine he knew the truth. I sit on his bed and turn on the lamp on the bedside locker. I watched him for a few minutes while Mommy fingers herself, I wipe some of my cum on his face. Marking him, claiming him. “James…” I gently nudge him. He gradually wakes. Surprised by my appearance, he sits up in bed. I caress his hair. “Don’t worry, sweetie.” I assure him. I light a cigarette. He rubs his face. “Mommy squirted. You’re the man of the house now.” He’s confused and startled. “My husband is not your Father.” I tell him. “I don’t understand.” He adds. I laugh and open my handbag, I fill his virgin nose with coke. “My Brother… son is your Father.” “Uncle John.” He adds. I laugh. “No, he’s not your Uncle. He’s your Brother. Granddad is his Father.” We do more coke then I climb onto of my son and tell him it’s up to him to continue the bloodline. He penetrates me.
