As Jean hit eighteen she had fully developed into a woman. Jean lived with her Mum and her Dad. While her Mum was working a late shift at the hospit...l, her Dad was home watching Tv with a can of beer in one hand and a cigarette in the other. "Hey Dad, what are you watching?" Jean asked, as she came down the stairs and kissed the top of her father's head. She sat on the couch opposite him wearing black hot pants and a tiny white top." "Just Late Show with Jimmy Fallon," Dad replied, as he. I ran short of words for a fleeting moment but it was too much for my throbbing pussy, waiting to be ravaged. Shamefully I blurted out in a low voice ‘please do it Suresh’. ‘Do what’ he replied without moving an inch. ‘Fuck me’ I said a little louder. ‘Are you sure’ he said again playing with me. ‘Yes’, I said, lifting my body, trying to touch his dick with my pussy. ‘I can’t hear you Amishi’ Suresh replied still holding me down.‘Please fuck me Suresh, fuck me please, just fuck me’ I almost. Instead he moved down and started blowing his son, getting him hard. He then moved up and put his own hard on into his son's mouth. Casey had given up at this point and let his dad fuck his face. He forced his hard 10” cock all the way into his son's mouth making him gag. He couldn't wait anymore, he needed to fuck his son. He moved down and starting eating his son's ass to prepare for his cock. Despite Casey not wanting this, he was being pleasured in a way he hadn't been before, it felt so. Can you hand me that Cat5 cable?" Ihad a hard time believing it myself.Stepping into the shower after relieving myself, I turned the water onthen realized both my brainwash and my shampoo were gone. All that wasleft was the body wash Alicia used that smelled of lilacs and vanilla,along with her high end salon shampoo and conditioner. Sighing inirritation, I understood what she was trying to do. I looked like agirl, maybe thought a little like one, but I may as well smell thepart.As I washed.