After the meal had been cleaned up, everyone dispersed and went on with their day.
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Max's mother was craving her son. She stood by the door spying on the 18-year-old boy as he played on his Xbox, hatching a plan to f**k her son. This wasn't the first time she had such cravings for her son, nor was it the first time she had to 'trick' him into s*x. Like most newly eighteen-year-old boys, Her son had a hunger to f**k every available woman he met, especially the younger girls of a similar age. This, unfortunately, meant that by the time Max was alone, he usually was too tired to show her the attention she craved.
She didn't back down from a challenge though. Baking a small plate of cookies, Max's mother walked towards him in his room.
"Max! Baby!" She cooed as she walked into th
