When I walk back into the room the daughter was on top of her mother with her p**** and her mother's face her mother's p**** and her face in a 69 posi...tion Amaya was still passed out but yet she was moaning not realizing that it was her own daughter like in her p**** I just sat there and watched without her realizing that I was there my dick was hard as a rock so I pulled it out and started stroking it without making a noise next thing I know the daughter looks up as he's me standing here with. Yeah? Moaning while getting fucked by your son. You nasty whore.”“Yes, I like my son’s cock. Yeah, I love it. Do me harder. Fuck me hard. Make me cum.”The animal inside me was taking over. Her moans were making me go crazy. I started pounding her harder. The intervals were getting shorter as I increased my pace. And then she came again.“Yes, I am cumming.”I pulled out my cock and started fingering her hard. She shot squirt after squirt. Her body shivered in pleasure at every squirt and then she. She put one hand down his shorts, and touched his dick, and with the other hand, pulled the shorts down so she could see it. My, my. That looks mighty tasty. she said, and with a last grin at him, she went down on him, taking him in her mouth and feeling it with her tongue. Mmm! Mmm! he moaned, through the tape. She took him out for a moment, and not looking up at him, said, Ssh. and then went back down on him. She could taste the pre-cum already, and took him out again. Bad boy, its too. The two strode to their appointment with destiny without a single sideways glace. And to think that she, Estella, was to go back to Paris and leave her gloriously lovely friend, bloody, broken and unconscious, to face goodness knows what tribulations. At least Jules wouldn't cause HER this kind of trouble. She was grateful to be a weak and defenceless woman, rather than an Amazon. She felt a bit of regret, though, that Clemmy was so strong and suicidally brave and she so weak and timid. It must.