I slipped inside the house, leaving behind the party and moving through the cool, air conditioned house. “It’s a pleasure to meet you.”
“Please, please, call me Will,” Daddy said with that affable ease. She gripped her belly, their incestuous child in there. My eyes squeezed shut. I groaned when I realized that Clint’s mother, Cheryl Elliston, was standing by my mother, her guest since Mrs. If Clint could knock up his mother and sisters, then I could have my daddy’s baby. My skirt swirled about my thighs, my various layers of petticoats rustling with every step. “Do you think when his daughters are old enough, he’ll fuck them.”
“Yes,” I groaned, my dick aching. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Sean Reenburg
As Clint took his mother’s arm, my dick nearly exploded in my slacks. She nuzzled her mouth into the tip of his cock and engulfed it. I would fuck my father. Elliston worked for my mother, whose beauty had eclipsed Mrs. After that, you can have Daddy’s kid.”
“Fine,” she said. Law school was the first step.
