” and I giggled like a brainless female as I continued to pretend washing the dishes that I’d already washed twice by then.Kate seemed lost and di...n’t know how to react. As much as she wanted this, she expressed realistic reluctance like second nature. She is her mother’s daughter, after all. So I added, “Kyle honey, do you mind just pushing up her towel? She really can’t pull the towel up in the position she’s laying.”Kyle asked Kate softly, “Should I?”Kate responded, “Ok, do it.”Then, Kyle. Something that doesn't add up.Frank is now in his forties and still single. I don’t care, live and let live I always say. But the thing that bothers me is that there are NO stories buzzing through Taylorsville. Isn't that weird ?You would suspect some juicy gossip about Frank and one of the single ladies who are attracted by his money. You would suspect some rumors about Frank dating someone and that it all blows up with all the possible drama. You would suspect some kind of talk about the guy. Chloe caught her breath, and then she giggled. '"Darling – that feels wonderful! – but – but don't be so gentle! Be rough with me!"' she quoted.I grinned, and smacked her again, much harder this time.She hesitated, then leaned forward to kiss me swiftly, but not before I looked down her blouse. Not only were her breasts completely visible, but I saw that her nipples were jutting rigidly. 'I – I think I could get to like you doing that to me, Daddy,' she whispered, and then she straightened and. The pressure boiled over in my balls.I erupted into my mother. I spurted blast after blast of my jizz into her cunt. I shuddered as the rapture slammed into my mind. Stars burst across my vision as my head swayed. It was so incredible to flood my mother's cunt with cum.“I'm breeding your slut-cunt, Mom!” I growled. “Yes!” she moaned, her curly, black hair tossing about her back and shoulders. Her pussy spasmed harder, like she was orgasming with more force. “Just flood me, honey! Make a baby in.