I knelt in front of his hole like I was receiving communion, and lapped at the dribbling seed escaping from inside him. Tasting my brothers, uncles, n...ephews, and cousins all mingled together, dripping from my slutty son’s gaping hole, was a spiritual experience. This man I’d made was part of the family now. Everyone has come inside him at least once, many of them twice or more. There was only one exception.We paused for the full-moon feast, an important ritual for the family. My uncle Ira, with. I was now filled on both ends and had a flaming red ass when Daddy grabbed my balls in his hand and pulled them away from my body quite forcibly. He attached a large collar and separator to them and let go. Now I was excited! He was following some of the suggestions from our month long verbal foreplay and if he kept doing so I was going to be a very sore cocksucker.He continued with the bondage path and cuffed my wrists behind my back leaving me lying on my face with the gag cutting off my. She tasted so good then she started squirting. Her body was shaking like she was cold and she was squirting a lot.There was so much sex juices on the floor and couch so I grabbed some towels and put them down and sat on the couch. Shhe cuddled up to me and told me how awesome it was and how she loved doing this then she asked me what anal was like. I told here that it would take a while to do that and it would hurt worse than when I broke her cherry she said she didnt care once again and so I. In the future this is the way she would dress to get my mail. She wouldn't bother with buttoning it. There was a lot of traffic in front of my apartment building looking into the lobby where the mailboxes are. Wendy was getting braver and was finding her exhibitionist sea legs.That particular shirt, when buttoned, barely covered all of her butt in the rear; it covered all of her pubic hair and her labia in the front. It was like an extremely short micro mini dress that wouldn't even be suitable.