11-20-2003, 06:29 PM
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Join Date: Nov 2002
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Janice
Janice didn't remember Jack ever keeping his eyes open when he came, and she found herself unable to turn away from her son's almost hypnotic gaze as his eyelids flickered for a moment and she felt the first hard jet of his cum erupt inside of her. A deep, gutteral groan escaped his lips and she cried out yet again at the force of his repeated injections. Gods! Had it ever been this way for Jack and her? Somehow, she didn't think so.
It seemed like ages before Mark collapsed against her, his heart pounding against her chest and his breathing coming in short ragged bursts. Janice, the awful realization of what had happened finally sinking in, lay completely still as the tremors of her orgasm began to slowly fade away.
Suddenly she was afraid. Terribly, terribly afraid. All the worries and concerns she'd had about this whole situation were staring her straight in the face. She hadn't wanted Mark to suffer from any of this -- and now? Sweet heavens, she had probably scared him half to death! No wonder he hadn't even blinked.
"Mark?" Her voice was low, timorous.
"Huh."
"I'm... " How did she say it? How did she ask if he was all right? How did she find out if he was utterly and completely disgusted with her? Janice sighed, unable to find the words. " ...Sorry. I'm just... sorry."
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