"Ouch... ! Who did that?" an angry little voice demanded. Turning around in her seat her beautiful little brown eyes glared defiantly into mine."Did y...ou pull my hair," she asked, obviously accustomed to getting an answer when she asked a question."Why would I want to pull your hair?" I said, smiling mischievously."I know you did it!" she said. "How would you like it if I pulled your hair?" she asked."Why, do you like to pull boy's hair?" I teased."No... , my mother told me, I should be nice to. He approached my mom and she kissed his feet then looked up. Daddy’s cock stood up inches from her face and she began to breathe heavy. “You wanna feel it… taste it… dontcha doggy?” Daddy asked. “Narf! Narf!” Mommy barked out enthusiastically. “Well you gotta find us a good place. Be a good doggy and hunt out a nice place so we can show our son just how much you love dick.” He said playfully, as if he were sincerely talking to a puppy. “Narf!” She barked and started crawling full speed. I held still for a moment taking in all the sensations, her vagina's steady pulsing on my shaft in rhythm with her breathing and the warm wetness of her love canal.“Oh my god, I haven't felt this full in ages. Now hurry up and fuck my pussy Alan.” my aunt Lisa said.“Okay aunt Lisa, but I don't know how long I'll last. I've been pretty pent up lately.” I said.“That's alright, I haven't been fucked in ages, so I won't last too long either. Now come on and fuck your aunt's pussy.” she said,. We must have lost track of time that day. The next thing I knew, I heard this scream."What the fuck are you doing?"Yes, it was my Mom. She got back earlier than expected. The weird part is, she began to yell at me."You little tramp, you are fucking my man!"I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Jess had forced himself onto me and here was my mother blaming me for having sex with him. I have to give credit to Jess. He never stopping pumping that black piston into my greedy pussy. I think the.