As earlier said we all used to meet in Diwali at grandfather’s place it was the only chance to see her sexy body.I use to stare and feel her body al... the time I get the chance. I use to stay with her, spend maximum time with her. I was growing and my desire to feel her was increasing.From last 8yrs.I have dreamed her and fucked her in my dreams, not a single day I missed a thought of her and didn’t jerk.My dick gets hard as I think about, many of the times I have jerked multiple time in a day.. “You wanna taste Mom’s asshole, Shari?”“Oooh, yes!” Shari hissed.“Shari, please...” Janet whispered.Shari ran her tongue between the spreading cheeks of her mother’s ass, her little tongue lapping up and down. Janet felt her daughter’s tongue probe into her hairy cunt a few times, then lick back to the pucker of her whole.“My turn,” Barry called, his voice low with excitement. “If you wanna suck her hairy cunt, Shari, you have to get under her.”Barry pushed his face against his mother’s ass,. Sex had drowned out my natural instinct to guide and protect my beautiful offspring, but wait, before you condemn me, this same beautiful daughter was being naughty herself, she was obviously thinking about sex, she was allowing my boyfriend to touch her so close to her fucking teenage cunt, her open thighs were a well known sign from most women, they were willing to fuck, I should know, as mine had never been crossed since my early teens.But I felt I had to acknowledge what they were building. There were others I kept forcibly. It provided a sheen of masculinity and virility; but I knew that by all rights I should have been the one on her knees, in chains."Now I am kept forcibly. The tools I used to have women at my beck and call now render me utterly helpless. Natalie married me for my money, you know. She wanted wealth and power, however she could get it. Now, as my husband, he has what he wanted in the purest way possible. I have also given him a rather extreme means of.