You’re burying hard and fast. I love it!”“I love your tight asshole, Junebug! Goddamn, you’re going to make me explode!”“Yay!”I squeezed...my butthole around his dick, my cunny aching more and more. His every thrust into me fed my growing orgasm. I loved cumming. There was nothing better than Daddy or Mommy or even Dusk making me cum. My family was the best.Incest was the best!I whimpered and groaned, squeezing my bowels around Daddy’s thrusting dick. The friction swelled and swelled. That. So let me come to the story now.On an average day after returning from Bangalore, my mom had the guilt to face me on what happened in Bangalore with those two men krishna and dass in that cheap hotel. She just became my slave on whatever I asked for. I never went to have sex with her and was not so keen to urge myself into it because this slut is always mine and will be under me. As days were going dull and grim my moms earning were not enough to meet our daily needs and she was not able to. " She breathlessly laughed, "So long asyou're happy kid."Mum died a week after I got home for Christmas.Equally not long after my mum passed I was in the right place tosupport him when his wife was was also diagnosed with cancer. Unlikewith my mum the doctors caught it early and for the first few monthsthe prognosis was good, and I was able to relay what I had learnedresearching my mums cancer and treatment.Needless to say that now our emails had developed into more of afriendship the increased. I was reaching for Tommys curved cock. I wanted to touch it. Stroke it. Suck it. I begged Tommy. He said be his guess. I held his cock close to my face but rubbed it on my titties. I love a cock rubbing on my titties. I knew I was going to let him fuck me. I was starting to beg for him to stick it in my mouth, I knew what was next. He knew I was all his right then.Another car pulled up on the other side very close again. The driver sat in the passengers seat to get a better look. I was in.