I gasped those, squeezing my daughter’s mounds and pulling her to me. I kissed my daughter hard on the mouth, tasting my salty girl-jizz on her lips... This was so wrong, so taboo. She was my daughter. This was incest. And I loved it. I couldn’t wait to feel her pussy around my girl-dick as I fondled her underage titties, squeezing those firm mounds.“Mom,” moaned Pattie, breaking our kiss and rubbing my cock against her pussy. I gave birth to her, and now she was about to fuck my futa-dick. This. “Hey man, You need a ride again?” My heart skipped a beat. I could barely speak I was so nervous, “Yes, please” I said sheepishly. I think we both knew what that meant.Once in his car, we sat in silence as he started it and began to drive. I wanted his cock again, but I had no idea how to go about it. My cock strained against the material of my pants in anticipation. I wanted to lean over and taste his big, beautiful, thick, black cock again, but I was so nervous. When Derek looked over at me. Jess came home when she said she would, walked in, where I greeted her like i always do. She gave me a deep, wet kiss, which she always does, grabbed my cock through my pants, and led me to the bedroom. I don’t know how, but she got me rock hard, and sucked and fucked me like she always did. And, as normal, I ate her pussy and ass, and fucked and filled her just like normal. For me at least, no emotion went into my effort, just pure, physical sex. And I wondered: How many cocks did she suck. We briskly walked the two blocks back home. We got in the door and tossed our coats aside and made our way to my bed room where I had a small TV and VCR (again its the early 90s) We settled in on my bed and started the movie. We were both nervous and excited. I wondered what she would think if I got a hard on while looking at another woman. Would she have "weak" moment and get mad and offended like I had happen in the past (another story)? I settled in and decided to see where this night would.