“Yeah, I want to go to another one with nothing but bad bitches like you this time. There were a lot of ratchet chicks I wouldn’t even let breathe... on my pussy much less taste it”. You blush as she calls you a bad bitch even though you normally don’t go for anyone calling you anything other than beautiful. Her rawness coupled with such an amazing body makes you wonder if you can trust a girl who is so loose with her tongue. You start to stare at her mouth as she talks. The way she uses her hands. And while we're on the subject, let me just say this. While I'm going to make my daughter expose herself to as many boys as possible, there will be no women in your life until this all gets worked out. You said fantasy is all you had. Well, it's all you have again. So make your goodbye to her memorable, because that memory is going to have to serve you for a long time."I knew how to respond this time."Yes, Ma'am."I was standing in the hallway that led to the bedrooms. Hannah was gone. When she. She was on the Pill, of course, but they are never 100%. One night, however, when she started her routine, I surprised her by closing my books and putting on my coat."That sounds like a good idea," I said, not really knowing what she had in mind. "I'm going with you."We drove downtown, and stopped briefly in a swinger's bar, but the place was dead, so we went on down to 1st Ave, and into an adult theater. A crowd of men was clustered in a corner back by the loge seats, but we ignored them and. “Wonderful,“ I said. “But I need cock. A big fat hard juicy cock.”“Maybe this will help.”My head jerked up. George was smiling, her face glistening with my come. And behind her - TONY! Naked a“Oh, my God!” I cried and went to move but his hands pushed my knees apart and George whispered to me.“Ssssh! You’ll love him fucking you.”“But I can’t!” I said. “We can’t. He’s my fucking son!”“Yes,” she grinned. “And your fucking son is fucking you.”I was so bloody wet his prick slid into me with.