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He would tell me about some girl he dated, who she was, what they did and stuff like that.” “Do you talk about your mom?” Donna lifted her head and turned to looked up at me, she evaluated my eyes then said “Yeah. At first dad didn’t want to talk about him and mom, but I didn’t give up. Once he got started though, he didn’t quit. He was telling me stuff about how hot mom was and how wild and inventive she could be. I must have inherited that from my mother, because what he was saying made want sex all night. Since he gave dildo me mom’s Pills, we do it four or small tits five nights a week. Maybe more.” I was curious, I wanted to hear what she thought about her father, “How does your dad feel about all this? How do you feel about being in an incestuous affair with him?” “He’s changing. cumshot At first, he was afraid of having sex with me. He was scared somebody would find out and report us. But now, he says the more we do it, the more I become like my mother, he’s not worried who I Solo am anymore.” She paused for a moment then added thoughtfully, “If I’m not careful, masturbation he might start getting possessive or domineering. I don’t want to be his wife, I’m his daughter.” Her statement surprised me, Donna was experiencing doubts and unease about the relationship with her dad that were more mature than her seventeen years, “What are you going to do? Stop, cold turkey?” She rolled to her back, her breasts rose as twin mounds of delight, the dusky colored nipples pointed at the overhead fan. “Anyway, he banned me from seeing Greg, and he told my school that I wasn’t to be seen with him. But eventually, Hank couldn't control himself. And you," he continued, pointing at the big-breasted Latina, "you come here to lick and suck on my balls while your friend takes my masturbation shaft down her worthless throat. Shelena snapped photo after photo of Monica sliding her mouth up and down that big, ebony girl-dick. When he returned he had the fresh pair of panties in hand. Jenny’s legs opened as my fingers searched for her little clit and then her hole. I always watched her, hoping she would show more. As Lace held on, each new thrust bouncing her body and sending ripples through her doughy ass, she revelled in the forbidden fruit that was their coupling, losing herself to the animalistic nature of her powerful, even bestial, lover. When I was finished, small tits I looked up at him with a dildo grin, cumshot “Yummy”. The rest Solo of the morning was spent target practicing, horseback riding, and some basic survival techniques in case of unforeseen accidents. She, of course, knew exactly what had happened and remarked before the driver could return, “Deserved for messing with another woman’s man!” And then she went to sleep. “I...