She felt her hot juices well up and trickle downward, flowing in hot, sluggish streams out of her well-stuffed cunt.The man was still in her now, and ...ebrah waited, savoring the hot throbbing feeling of the cock, which stretched her womanhood wide open.She had been lucky. He had been around tonight. But it wasn't a strange rapist who was fucking her. It was her own father.Her hands groped around until she felt his powerful sweating chest. She ran her hands down over it, as he raised himself up. But the unexpected plunge into icy water revived me and together we flailed our way to shore, laughing outrageously in our relief - we were alive. Alive! The angry bellows of the thwarted moose echoed impotently far above.We'd been on the run ever since, fleeing, the pack sometimes nearer, sometimes further. Surely you guided us, scaling the icy mountains, seeking to put the relentless moose off our trail for good. And, for a while, it appeared they had indeed lost the scent and that we were. She was experienced in this art and may be doing with dad in that way. My soapy tool and her soppy cunt made everything easy and took no efforts to enter. I joyride this style until we both experienced our ejaculation. Then we took bath again rubbing each other. We soaked our body with towel and again came to bed embracing each other. She again gave me a deep throat kiss in my mouth and said, ” You want more” . I shyly replied, ” Yes mom” .Again we started the game with licking each other. She. Little did I know what this weekend had to offer! I have watched their daughter grow up and I felt very privileged to be invited to her family’s celebrations of her 18 th birthday. The drink flowed freely, and as the party wound down, we were all a little drunk. Eventually there was only John, Sara, Michelle and myself remaining, and a bomb-site masquerading as a living room. “Let’s tidy up tomorrow, I’m whacked”, and with that Sara made her way upstairs to bed, closely followed by the rest of.