Jon pressed the head of his penis into his mother's moist opening, listening to her moan with sensual pleasure. He began to move in and out of her, raising the heat of her body and the volume of her moans with each stroke of his penis.
The deed was done, the seeds were being sown and nothing could undo the fact that Jon was fucking his young looking, hot to trot, mother.
The door burst open as Karyn entered the room. Upon seeing this act taking place, she picked up the stone.
"I wish I knew what was going on." In a flash, she saw the whole story played out in her mind.
"Now I wish that Jon and Peaches were so much in love that they will never want anyone else but each other and that they will not remember that Jon is her son and that neither will remember the stone."
Karyn put the stone in her pocket ant left the two lovers alone.
