Our daughters were our lovers. His balls thwacked over and over into my taint as he squeezed my tits, kneading them as he grunted. Sex This wicked passion consumed my mind. I gasped as my daughters loved my breasts. Then my daughters were breaking away from me. It’s—” She squeaked in delight. “Mom!” Becky moaned between licks of my cunt, lapping up the cream gushing out of me. Their hands caressed my stomach, teasing me. And grinned. I rolled over onto my hands and knees, feeling my husband’s eyes on my ass. She was eager for me to get home. They had so poisoned me against my sexuality when I was young that I almost repressed myself. I whimpered, my nipples rubbing against the comforter. “Mmm, that’s a tempting treat,” Daddy said from behind me as I knelt there eating out Mom’s asshole. I squirmed as Sam worked those delicate fingers in and out of me. I told him all about my weekend on the drive home. The cloth swayed down to her thighs, just covering her pussy. “That’s it, kumquat!” Daddy grunted and buried into me. Pleasure surged through me.
