After caitlyn ate my nut outta my daughter... caitlyn put music on. Both of them began to shake and twerk those asses. I watched my daughters plump as... bounce around to My humps by the Black eyed peas. Perfect ass. She stood in front of me with her ass cheeks clapping and bouncing everywhere. Caitlin did the same thing only she did it in the form of a lap dance. My daughter was dancing and bouncing... maintaining eye contact. She had my cock hard fast. She disappeared for a few minutes. Caitlin. Why she would probably go to hell for even thinking about it. But to actually do it would be so blasphemous she could already feel the fires of hell licking at her feet. Then she found herself trying to justify it to the voice within her head. Why shouldn't a mother and her son be able to make love to each other? The bond between a mother and her son was the strongest bond of the human race. But she knew why. Why it was such a taboo? Men. Men were afraid of the love a mother felt for her son.. Calvin's DeBassel's sudden death forced Molly to take a sabbatical from flying, but Burly convinced her in short time to continue with her lessons. "That's what your dad would've wanted." She knew her flying lessons were a kind of gift to her father, something he never gave himself.Do I have everything? She paused briefly before moving through the sliding glass door of the flight office, thinking about every aspect of the flight.As her flight training progressed, her flight instructor, Burly,. She was beginning to think that they hadn't even seen the video. That was a comforting thought. The fact that her personal cell had been silent in the few days following the video session had calmed her nerves quite a lot.She still masturbated every day, her mind filled with imaginings about the kinds of things that happened at the Thursday night meetings. Roxanne's visit with the receptionist had only intensified the fantasies. A part of her even imagined having another session with the smug.