This is when it all clicked into gear as it was my daddy who wanted this and now he cant stop it ,so I thought id really pay him back, and started fli...ting with all the guys ,this made my daddy really angry but nothing ever happened the players knew it was just fun, However it wasn't long until my flirting went to the next stage . You see my daddy had two black guys that were on and off regulars and fuck they were hot and very polite. Now everyones heard about black guys being bigger. It was more than just the taboo of our being together being incest. It was the close emotional bond we had developed over the years. Having my mother as my lover only seemed natural to me despite the unnatural way things started sexually between us.I sometimes wondered where we would be today if I took off the ring. I had asked the djinn once and his only answer was for me not to need to find out. He told me I should never ever take off the ring. I am really not sure if his response was for me. Just then I feel something touching me, exploring me. Your hand had freed itself and was moving down my chest to my stomach. With caution and intimidation the freed hand slowed as it was passing my stomach. It felt wonderful to feel the tips of your fingers as they pressed to touch each ridge of my stomach muscles, but why were they shy now after such passion and fervor? The hand was timid and unsure.As if to give your freed hand permission, my fingers stopped tracing the outsides of you and. My thoughts were joltedwalking in the kitchen, her handwriting on the schedule for Sundayreminding me of "Jemma's ballet" in case I could forget. The feeling ofthe little leotard yesterday was still fresh in mind, it had felt sosoft and right but to dance in front of others, well.I quickly made her morning cup of tea but then I always had beforelockdown. It was a little ritual since we had married. Last thingbefore heading for the commuter train had always been a gentle kiss onher forehead in.