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“How long have you fantasized about a sexual relationship with your mother, Walter?” Margaret Kelly asked. “Is that what she told you?” Walter raised his eyebrows. “That I fantasized about it?” “Is there something else I should know?” Walter hesitated. “No. No, that’s it. I fantasize about it.” He grinned. “Yeah, I’ve been fantasizing about it a lot these days.” Margaret squirmed on the chair across from his, tapping the pencil tip meditatively on the note pad. She rembered the call she’d received that morning, and the frantic sound in Patty Wayne’s voice as she’d begged Margaret to accept a counseling appointment with Walter that afternoon. Walter had seemed pretty sullen when he’d entered her home a few minutes before, and followed her into her small office in the rear of her house. Margaret now …

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Chapter One: “Walter!” Patty brushed her long, wavy blonde hair out of her eyes and glowered angrily at her son’s bedroom door. “Walter, I know what you’re doing in there! I am absolutely sick of listening to you jacking off in your room every day! Walter, are you listening?” Her teenage son didn’t answer. The rhythmic thumping continued louder than ever, the sound of the headboard banging against the wall as Walter eagerly beat his prick, flailing his fist up and down his stiff, aching cock. “Walter!” Patty swore and rapped angrily on the door. She was thirty-four and gorgeous, with wide blue eyes complementing her blonde hair, and a slim, stacked, big-titted body. “Walter, pay attention to me!” Walter groaned, and then the headboard started thumping against the wall even more quickly. He was …

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