I Fucked My Mom At The Jazz Festival

by Stacee Wylder

Of course I knew the jazz festival would absolutely blow, but I never expected the blowing to take on a whole new context. See, my Mom dragged me there because Dad refused to go, and I was bored out of my mind. I was going to sneak off with another bored attendee to go hook up with her, but Mom was desperate for me to stay. Very desperate.

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Is there anything more exciting than the alluring taboo of incestuous fantasies about gorgeous family members? It feels so wrong, and you know you shouldn't want it, and yet...

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