We would make him so much money unlike Mom who wasted all the money she made off of us on lingerie to please her student lovers.“One minute!” Prin...cipal Ian Carver, who ran my high school, shouted from inside. He sounded so eager. He had paid to fuck Mom and me all day today. A $1000 to enjoy our bodies. To watch us commit incest before him while fucking our bodies.It was so naughty.The door opened. Principal Carver, wearing a bathrobe, eyes fell when he saw my tall, burly father. The balding. Mary quivered at the touch, knowing she dared not say anything, she needed someone’s attention, she needed to be taken away from all of the day to day routine, away from the memories, and she needed to get laid. It had been six months since she had sex, and felt that sex might distract her just enough, but not with just anyone, he had to be perfect. A thought crossed her mind briefly, ‘wonder if Nicole would share Ace for the night?’ before dismissing the thought as impossible, even for a. We've been using nasty talk and shared fantasies to spice up our love life almost from the beginning of our relationship. One thing that got us both particularly hot was for me to ask her, during sex, if she'd like to have two cocks at once. I'd say something like, "I'd like to see you sucking someone else's cock while I'm fucking you from behind," and she'd usually reply, "I'd love you to see me deep-throating some other man, as long as it wouldn't make you jealous."In the throws of passion I. .. body parts ... of the men in this family. Then the molds can be compared to each other and the differences and similarities catalogued." Like my hand?" Bobby held up his hand. His fingers were thick and short. They looked immensely strong."Sort of like that, yes." said Brandy. "Except it isn't your hand."Bobby had a lightning image of his sister putting clay or plaster of Paris or something over his face. He'd seen a TV show where they did that to make masks for actors who had to wear an.