Scene Three: Saturday Afternoon They are at the kitchen table. Mom is in a bathrobe. She is stroking his hair and smiling lovingly as he eats a sandwich. She says, "God you are beautiful. I can't believe you are my own son." Finished, he gets up and puts his plate in the sink. He then walks over and starts rubbing her shoulders and rubbing his groin against her back. She leans her head back against his stomach and starts breathing quickly. He works his way down and starts squeezing her tits through her robe. He then violently pulls her to her feet, kicks her chair away and shoves her over the table. He violently starts fucking her, really pounding her for a while, after a couple of minutes he spins her around, laying her face up on the table with her legs straight up. Son fucks her in this position while she smiles deliriously happy. She plays with her pussy and he squeezes and massages her tits and grunts loudly with every thrust. He puts Mom down on her knees and unloads a Breakfast worthy load into Mom's mouth. She thanks him and tells him to finish cleaning up...