I pulled out of both my daughter’s cunts and switched. Then I was out of her gullet and just in her mouth, her tongue sliding around my tip. But I couldn’t stop. “Hot,” Nancy said and stepped into the room wearing a short tennis skirt that looked three sizes too small for her and a tank top that gripped her round breasts. I shuddered and slammed forward. Nancy had a brown-furred muff beaded with her cream. My balls swelled in pressure as each pussy brought me closer and closer to erupting. “Fuck, yes, Daddy!” she gasped. The chair creaked as she rode her brother, her hands on his shoulders. Oh, Daddy, it’s so strange. “Oh, drink it up, Mommy! So it wasn’t all that shocking when our daughters and my wife came up pregnant. My wife and I loved each other and our children.
