It made a surreal sort of illusion, having her son suckle her breasts, and poke at her pussy with a nice fat boner. But it was her hubby too, and saf...e, not the insanity of incest; yet it had the tension and tingle, of the naughty. She felt the lubrication flood the nether chamber of her sex, but in welcome of whom? Was she in heat for hubby or her own 'Honey-Sonny'? she questioned.Then Harry hit the mark squarely, putting his round peg in the honey-hole. From there the sensuous sensations. He is a big hairy man who is in bed with my little daughter. I smiled and Tracy began to cover up her breast and pussy while looking at her mother.Tracy mom was abut 5ft 10 and weighed about 185lbs and had two of the biggest breast I had seen in awhile. Her breast were a size 46 GG. She had a brown skirt that went down to her ankles. She had on navy blue 2 inch heels and pantie hose that were tucked underneath a brown garter belt. She had on a white button down shirt with two big pins on the. Over the course of the summer between finishing school and starting at mymusic college, everything changed dramatically. My wardrobe was cleanedout- most of my dresses and skirts were earmarked for Becca, when she gotolder, but a lot of it went straight in the bin or to a charity shop. Myunderwear drawer saw the most dramatic makeover. Whilst I?d still have towear a bra until my double mastectomy the following summer, my pantieswere replaced by boxer shorts, my tights and lacy socks were. This was serious. I nodded and we walked to a more secluded spot.“I just met my father. I'm probably not allowed to tell you, but he told me I not to see you guys anymore. He said you and your family are a bunch of perverts and he's going to inform the police tomorrow, as soon as the station opens”“Fuck!” Nick cursed. “Yeah. What did you do?” Luke asked.“She fucked her father” Misty answered for me.“That's all?”“And him. And their mother” she added.“Wow” he sighed, truly impressed.“And dad.