.. dare ... ever ... stop ... this!” Jeanette insisted as she let me slam into her again from behind.“So, you want this to be as permanent as I ho...ed, then!” I teased Jeanette while fondling her ass and ravishing her cunt.“Oui, monsieur! You are my brother and my lover and I wouldn’t have it any other way! I want my brother to breed me ... all of my brothers to breed me, in fact! I want to have your ... incest love child! You would do that for me, right? You would breed your little sister and. Some years ago Eric began to feel his slave-mother was getting a bit old. Of course she still looked a lot younger than she actually was, but still when she reached her fifties her breasts were getting saggy and her body was loosing it's attractiveness; so Eric decided to sell her to a brothel. Emily was sad to have to leave but she had fallen so far in her life of slavery that she almost didn't care who owned her as long as she had an owner.Eric's daughters were Ann and Beatrice, Ann was his. I would also sometimes sneak her sips of my beer or drinks. At times when I balked at this, she would always look at me with that cute smile and say, "I won't tell if you don't."As Lauren got into her teens she seemed to always have a boyfriend, as did all her girlfriends. When she was seventeen she started dating a neighborhood boy, Joey. He was a nice enough kid - always respectful and polite. He always got a kick when I would tell stories of my wild teen days. One time I was telling them a. Of course this had given me an excited erection and soon we were engaged in exquisite doggy style sex. I held her lips apart and entered her time and again. She moaned with pleasure and the sensations were magnificent. Looking down on her white backside and darkskinned cleft that I could open to show her pink love channel was inspiring. I had to stop several times to reduce the mounting desire to cum. On one of these dismounts, as I fell down beside her I was surprised to see the bearded.