"Emma, Madame Bovary, has convinced me in order to obtain the man I want as husband I must exercise discretion, and sometimes abstinence." She made a ...moue of distaste at the thought. "But Emma, Madame Bovary, herself lived a wild life as a young woman, and nearly went to the guillotine because of her promiscuity. She therefore understands how difficult it is to control one's desires, and had to bridle her behaviour in the same way as she advises me." Matilde gazed at me with such an earnest. Still cumming herself she was surprised when her fathers load filled her mouth. Pulling back she swallowed as much as much as she could but was hit in the face by a thick blast. Some got down the neck of the coat and on to her puffy tits. It was a most powerful orgasm for both father and daughter. The bus stopped then and as silently as they boarded the pair departed. They walked slowly past the whore and the tweakers and knew these where their people. No one said a word about the scene but. . Hell, I had basically sent her his way to get her off my radar! My growing incestuous lust for Candace really troubled me, so I figured that if she were dating my best friend, the taboo elements would converge to make it an absolute impossibility from her end, even if not my own. I wanted her, but I didn’t want to want her, you see. It was just wrong ... I mean, she was almost a niece or daughter as well as a little sister to me. Mom had left her in my hands so much in her later years that I. Julie looked at her in surprise, but saw Mrs. Lyons was serious. Shed wanted her mother as a love all these years. Oh, Mrs. Lyons, I had no idea. I know my mother is beautiful but&hellip, did you ever tell her how you felt? her breath was growing heavy at the thought of Mrs. Lyons and her mother, together, fucking. Mrs. Lyons hand kept rubbing her back and shoulders and it felt so good. Julie could feel her young pussy begin to tingle. She began to think that maybe she was wrong, maybe Mrs..