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"I don't know why you looked away like that; guilt I expect. Guilty because you watched me fuck that guy at the wedding last night; guilty because you watched me masturbate while you hid in the bougainvillea. But probably mostly guilty because you are fucking our mother!" she smirked up at me.She closed her legs and sipped her wine.I was speechless; I just stared at her; my mouth agape."I know you fucked her in the back of my car on the way home; you think I'm stupid! And then you went to her room and rutted all night; I came to the bedroom door and listened," she sneered."I wonder what to make of that? An attractive woman in her forties, fucking her grown up son. Her own son for fuck sake!" she gulped more wine"You are either a great fuck, or she was drunk and desperate, and I'm pretty sure I know which," she taunted.I began to tremble with anger."So what do I do now? Expose you both? Blackmail mom? Blackmail you?" she sneered."Waste of time that would be; blackmailing a dweeb who. “I love you, Emma.” Jason whispered with his lips pressed into her vibrant red hair - trying not to sound as lost as he felt. He hadn’t wanted this. As soon as he uttered those words Jason realised that he truly meant them - and that realisation sent crippling bands of guilt throughout his body. He wished he’d had a chance to say those words to her genuinely. “I love you so much.”Again Emma froze - the second Binding laying its claim to her. Jason could feel her slender body tense against his and he buried his face in her hair. The first he knew that she had come back to herself was feeling her small hand press itself against his cheek.“Oh, Jason.” Emma breathed out. “I - I love you too. I have for a long time.”Jason pulled back and gave her a watery smile - he felt so torn with conflicting emotions that he didn’t know what to think. He checked his Ring and sure enough Emma’s gems were shining with he colours of red and green; Emma was bound with the attributes of Love and Lust. The.
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