’ He then lifted himself off her and stood up. ‘You imagined yourself where your mother was, didn’t you?’She nodded.‘You want to know how it... feels to be fucked by your daddy.’‘Oh fuck yes.’He raised his eyebrows. ‘Language,’ he taunted.‘Sorry, Daddy.’ ‘You will be.’ And he started to undress. When he was naked, he climbed onto the bed and opened Marie’s legs, holding her knees in his hands. He lowered his head and looked at his daughter’s pussy. It looked just as her mother’s had, when they had. How could I be so careless. I had no doubt that my aunt Brenda would tell my mother what I had been doing, and who had made it clear to me that self-gratification was a sin. It was something that only those with no control over their a****l impulses indulged in. This discussion was initiated after she discovered my cum-stained sheets in the laundry and had dragged on for hours with my angry and disgusted mother berating me and men in general for being the pigs that God, in his wisdom, had made. It says thatbefore we can see properly we must first shed our tears to clear theway." -- Libba Bray*****Five minutes after Rodriguez left, Rachel stirred from the bed and resetthe straps on her left shoulder. Humming, she danced a few steps aroundthe room, until she saw herself in the mirror. The voice inside spokethen. 'Wake-up.' Which happened with a start."Shit! This is crazy. I've got to get out of these clothes." The remnantof male thinking perhaps driving this act, she stripped as fast. As I slide another finger into you, you start to cum, noisly and shouting as you body convulses. as the orgasm subsides Dave announces this could be a long night to which we all giggle in the urge to taste your cum I slide my fingers out of you , wiping some of it on your lips before sucking each finger clean myself fuck that you tell me lick it from source, get down between my legswho am I to argue I think and I slide your thong down your legs, kissing your legs as I work my way to your pussy,.