A woman needs to be chased and pleased even if you have made her your little slut. Remember that boys.Ok…so at 9 he came back. The car in the drivew...ay, the garage door shutting, the bell ringing…everything felt like little kisses on the neck, the navel, the back.I opened the door and there he was beaming at me. So I gave him a hug. I had missed his strong arms, muscular chest and his musk cologne the entire day.We had a good conversation over dinner. I flirted with him throughout. I like doing. The mixture of colognes, wine, and the heat from our bodies provided an intoxicating blend of passion. The breathing grew heavy; the touches more sweeping, the motions of our bodies, more deliberate. Tom Waits was gone; The Eagles appeared. We were making love with our hands, with our eyes, with our minds. And still, not a word was spoken… I could tell by the way she moved that although uncertain exactly where, she wanted me to thrust my thickened cock inside her. She slid her body up and down. Tina looked up as she felt the mender shoot into her " NOOOOOOOOOO " she screamed as the salty grany lubed sick forcefully ruined her body . the force caused her to lose it as she screamed a torrent of vomit flew from her mouth covering Lynda in the contents of her daughters emptying stomach . Lynda watched as Bob style his daughters firing and destroyed her body so she couldn't ever get pregnant. This forced Lynda over the edge as a massive orgasm s hot through her body causing her to scream. I'd been so jealous I'd fucked every futa I could, trying to prove to myself that I didn't care about Isidora. That I could just be a slut like her.But it wasn't what I wanted. How long had I loved my futa-sister? Since we were children? When I used to follow her around with a doll tucked beneath my arms wanting to play family with her. When I pretended to be her wife and bear her babies.My short, brown hair swayed about me as she pulled me down to the bed. Meaghan, hissing in disgust, rolled.