"Thatcher, right." I shoot back at Gwen.Margaret looks at me in confusion.Gwen just smiles. "Right, England's Prime Minister in the mid 20th century."... Poor Margaret doesn't know what to say, so she just giggles."Gwen and I have been playing name that person all afternoon. So you will forgive me, I have been trying to find ways to make remembering them easier." I smile kindly at the young woman."So it isn't completely uncivilized out there?" Margaret asks in breathless curiosity,"I am as much in. She had fair skin, red hair, a nice body for her age (in fact nice for any age). Sometimes she sat on her back veranda, dressed in a bikini, reading a book or the newspaper. I also noticed her husband or partner from time to time. For him, the years had not passed quite so well. From his double chin to his beer gut and hairy back, it was a horrible sight indeed.One Saturday, I was in our front yard, washing the car. The lady next door noticed me and she came over to introduce herself. Her name. Clara thrusts one more time deep lodging the head of my dick deep inside of Mia's womb. I begin to fill it with my baby batter.Wave after wave of white, hot, sticky cum fills her baby cradle to over filling. Cum starts to leak out of her womb down my shaft coating the entire inside of her pussy marking my sister as one of mine. One more to mark and all the of the girls in the next room belong to me.There was even more cum shot into Mia than Sarah. The cock attached to me has shot cum up onto my. “Hi baby,” I answered down to her. Just as the image I wanted filled the screen I heard her hurrying up the stairs, and then into my room.“Hi Daddy,” she said, walking over to give me a kiss. And then she saw the picture on my PC. I had selected the photo showing the daughter who looked like Janet down on her knees, sucking her dad’s cock while it shot cum on her face. When she saw what I was viewing she stopped, her mouth opened, and she stared at the photo on screen. Then she looked down at.