Anthony’s mind had long been consumed by forbidden desires, a secret fantasy that haunted and tantalized him in equal measure. He yearned to confess his feelings to the one person he longed for and Worshipped above all others – his own fucking mother. The taboo love consumed his every thought. Every sexual encounter from private car masturbation to sex with his wife was all with the thought of fucking his own mommy, Jeanne catherine Lamonica.
Every conversation, every thought, every phone call, Anthony’s momther is at the forfront of his mind. Her big tits. The tiny outfits she wears just to drive him crazy. That knowing smile she gave him when he’d go to his room to masturbate with thoughts of licking Mommy’s pussy.
at what point does Anthony just give in? JCL is waiting, she’s always been waiting to be fucked the way no one else but her baby can fuck her.
