He walked across from his wardrobe naked and started to kiss Anne’s neck and then the back of her neck, as he moved around her, rubbing his cock aga...nst her round bum. Reaching around her waist, he moved his hands up and lightly grabbed hold of her heaving bosom, whilst kissing the back of Anne’s neck and making her softly moan.“You do have great boobs Anne… they are so… playful.”“Playful?”“You know, big and juicy.”Anne giggled.They got into bed and lay facing each other, and kissed and rolled. “I am still curious about that whole thing,” I said.“Curiosity killed the cat, Steve!” Elyse warned. “All your lawyer friends AND your two girls here are telling you to just let it go. Rachel isn’t your daughter. DNA doesn’t lie. Your doctor and lawyer friends have all confirmed that.”“I know, I know. But you know me!”“Yes, we do, Snuggle Bear,” Kara said. “That’s why we’re telling you to drop it! The judge is hearing arguments on the motions this week, right?”“Yes, tomorrow,” I said. “Gwen. . the daughterThe night had just begun for Jenny and her mother and father. Ray watched his wife lick and drink the cum from Jenny and Ray’s orgasms. Jenny held his soft cock and licked and cleaned it for her daddy cock. It was covered with both their join cum.The first three-way between her parents and Jenny had gone well so far. Jenny loved the attention to her body that her parents were able to give her. Everyone had cum and now it was just clean up. Maryann was cleaning her daughter’s pussy. I shivered as I waited. It was spring, but the nights were still cold. It seeped into my body as doubts crept into my mind; nothing was going to happen. This wasn't going to work—the Tyrants were just a myth. Nothing more than history that had been distorted by a thousand years of embellishment by storytellers and priests, or by mothers trying to frighten their children into behaving.I knew all the stories, relishing them as a child: the Tyrants, Mark and Mary, who could enslave you with a.