Damn it. He usually tells me what to do, why didn’t he remind me? Or was it on purpose? He knows my orgasms get painful when my bladder is full. He ...knows how bitchy I get when I need to pee. It wouldn’t surprise me if he planned this. Well, fuck. I take a deep breath to try and calm myself. I press my forehead to my left arm and close my eyes, feeling my breath on the skin. Goosebumps are spreading along my back and over my ass. Come on babe, don’t leave me like this for too long. But I don’t. Now take your brother’s cock in that sweet mouth of yours’ I did as I was told and went back to deep throating Jack as my dad pushed his way further up my ass till he was completely in. ‘Oh that’s soooo hot and tight’ he sighed. He then began pushing in and out, slowly picking up the pace till he was pounding my ass like I pornstar. I couldn’t believe I was taking his huge cock, let alone enjoying it. He then reached out and starting jerking my cock in rhythm with his fucking, spitting on his. ‘No. You have to go to school and that is final.’ ‘Mum,’ her voice took on a pleading tone, ‘Mum, can I stay home today and watch the police pull this body out of the septic?’ ‘What body?’ Cynthia had just emerged from the bedroom, a picture of fashion magazine chic. Her blonde hair was cut just above the shoulder and curled under at the ends forming a halo around her face. She looked more like Rebecca’s older sister that her mother and, while having matured early in life she seemed to have. !" she turns to face him and plants a kiss. "me to." She rebutted.They gaze in to each others eyes looking for the connection of souls. He presses his body closer and kisses her deeply with as much passion as he could muster. he props her up on to the counter level with the top of his hips he feels a little life return to his genitals. He starts unbuttoning his silk dress shirt she stole the night before; reveling her plentiful besom and smooth skin.Marcus Thinks to Himself, "about the beauty.