It was at least as big as his cock. She obviously liked them big.And he'd watched her squirm on it for almost an hour, through the spy cameras he'd ha...d installed.The connection to the computer hadn't paid off much—what she had on there revealed little about the extent of his daughter's perversion, only a few short clips of porno movies and a bunch of text files George wasn't about to waste time reading through. But the cameras, those had definitely been worth it. They proved just how slutty a. When I approached him, he put his head down on the floor and reached back to spread his cheeks for me. I started very tentatively just licking around his cheeks until he blurted out, “Hey, that’s not really rimming, now is it!”After chuckling for a few seconds responded, “How’s this?” and quickly stuffed my tongue in his hole as deep as it would go. Slowly I began pulling in and out of him, and he started moaning too just as his alarm also went off. I withdrew and sat back in my seat and handed. She could hear sounds coming from the bedroom and suddenly she began to feel sicker. She could hear giggles then suddenly it was quiet, she wondered if they heard her coming down the hall so she stopped. She stood there not moving a single muscle in her body then suddenly she heard moans, there was no mistaking her friends voice.The bedroom door was opened enough that she was able to see the reflection of Katy and Brad in the dresser mirror. They were both naked and kissing.She wanted to run,. I could see that her nudity would lead to the girls in the house reverting to nudity or near-nudity as their standard dress code. Who was I to complain? My father sure wouldn’t either.I brooded over the incestuous encounter with my mother through the rest of cocktail time and over dinner. I wasn’t mad or disappointed; in fact, I had a hard time putting my finger exactly on what bothered me. Could it just be the simple act of mating with my own mother? Besides that question, I knew from the way.