So we thought of moving out of that and build something else for us. And it became incest kind of thing… We used to hangout chat a lot and spend lot...of time… just a normal hug was happening and also sometimes small kiss when I drooped her home back… But never got chance to go further than it… She use to wear formal dresses Which made her look beautiful… we were so open that we have broken all the limits… We had sex chat and she was very happy with the time and me…The main story starts here…. my. You shiver and take your first guess, “You have a new toy you're going to use.” I gently shake my head no and wait for the next guess as my massage turns more urgent. “You're going to fuck my mouth while I'm tied to the bed.” I imagine exactly that and it shows on my face, but I reply, “No.” My hands slide down and around me, tracing your sides and thighs. “Next guess,” I say, just nearly a command. “You're going to play with me for hours.” My eyes narrow wickedly, I would love to do just. Looking down, his eyes fell on themale. The Minotaur was watching him closely. Theseus rocked faster backand forth, fucking his finger. A second joined the first. Then a third.Then a fourth. He licked his muzzle while picturing the male between hislegs. Thick liquid soaked his hand. He cried out, needing release.Needing to feel the release of the built up desires that had beenstorming through his body. His other hand rubbed against the marble skinof his udder, fingers sliding among the. I felt like a painter, studying his subject before putting brush to easel. Teresa was standing mere feet from me in her bra and panties! She turned my way, I imagined to reassure herself that I was indeed asleep, before removing her bra and slipping her night dress over her head. Thank you moon, streetlight and stars. I reached down to adjust my aching penis, the weight of the blankets becoming uncomfortable. Apparently my adjustment wasn't as silent as I thought. Turning towards me, Teresa.