A bout of Conscience

You look down at Gloria's naked body as you kneel in front of her. Her legs are spread and you look down at the delicious mound you just feasted on, shimmering with her juices. Her hand is under your semi erect member, her fingers curling around it as she holds it in her palm. Her full breasts sway with her movements as she strokes your shaft slowly.

You implanted the seed of her lust into her mind with your mental power, and you weren't sure just how far you were going to go with her. After all, this is your girlfriend's mother, and was quite possibly going to be your future mother in law. If you go all the way with her, how long will it be before you do this with your own family members?

Your conscience kicks in, making you hesitate. It's a step you're not sure you want to take, even though the desire is there. Who wouldn't want to be in your position right now, you ask yourself as you look down at Gloria's full, soft curves. The hesitation is short lived as she leans forward and takes your swelling tool into her warm, wet mouth.

A moan escapes your lips and you rest your hands on her shoulders as her hand cups your nut sac, pulling you into her mouth. You look down to see her full lips sliding along your shaft as her head moves back and forth. You feel her soft tongue laving your erection an it doesn't take long until your member is at full length. Gloria pulls her mouth from your tool and moves her hand to grip it, pumping it to keep it hard.

"I want you to fuck me now John. Fuck me like you fuck my daughter," she says huskily.

She places her free hand on your back, drawing you to her as she eases onto her back. She pulls her knees back as her hand guides your prick between her welcoming thighs. She makes a little noise as she brings the head into contact with her needy mound.

You look down and watch as she presses the mushroom shaped knob against her quim and moves it along the length of her opening. She adjusts her spread legs a bit more as she pulls harder on your dick and you see the bulbous head being guided into the fleshy folds of her heated snatch.

You can feel the tip poised right at her entrance, the channel lubricated with her earlier flow of sweet juices. Your conscience nudges you and you listen to what it has to say, knowing it's the right thing. Your body tenses, halting the progress of her guiding hand.

"If I cum inside you Gloria, can you get pregnant?" you ask and with your mind, you make her tell you the truth. You know it's safe with her daughter, Danielle, because she's on the pill, but with her mother?