Here is the second part of the story, is there any way I can provide a link to the first part? I tried but apparently providing links is against the rules.
Sandra can hardly believe this is happening, she had fantasised about this so many times, but now it’s real her stomach is full of butterflies. A few moments ago she had been on her knees, watching her god-like son pump his huge cock, and then she had been able to lie to herself, tell herself that maybe that was as far as it would go, maybe it wasn’t so bad if they didn’t actually touch eachother. But now his strong, relentless fingers are inside her, slowly but firmly fucking her quivering cunt, still sensitive from the orgasm she had minutes ago. The glass shower door is covered in his cum, inches from her face, the salty aroma of sex is overwhelming, it seems to invade her brain and blot out all conscious thought. The hot water beats down on both of them, her thin silk kimono plastered against her flesh.