I looked over my shoulder at him. I slid over her bunched-up skirt and found her shaved pubic mound. I wanted it from Mom. “Damn, you are just a fountain back here,” he groaned. I wouldn’t get to breed her. “Get that dick in me right now! I moaned, clutching to it with desperate fingers. Frustration built and built in me. I swept my gaze around, wondering if she was hiding, waiting to spring out of at me, her skirt hiked up, showing me the cum running out of her pussy, her labia spread open to show that she’d been fucked hard by our father. You’re amazing!”
“You’re pussy…” He let out an angry snarl, plunging over and over into my cunt. “Aren’t you?”
“Yes!” I snarled. Her cream spilled over my chin as she moaned.
