Each time my hand hit my clit I would squirt. I was rolling my head from side to side calling out Johns name. My orgasm started to slow as I went to j...st lightly rubbing my clit with my hand instead of beating on it. I moaned lightly as I returned to earth from my wet orgasm. I opened my eyes to find that I was not alone in my room. My dad was beside my bed pulling on his cock his eyes were also closed. I was shocked but also turned on as I watched him pulling on his cock. Dads eyes opened and. But you were mixed up with that church crowd at the time. I tried to convince myself it was all those crazy notions about incest being a sin." But ... but it IS a sin" Arthur sputtered."Of course it's a sin to fuck your mamma and come buckets in her and knock her up with your own little brother or sister," Mable exploded. "But to any NORMAL boy, the sin's half the fun, sliding your prick inside her loose, hairy cunt and unloading a charge of jism that will put another baby in her for your. We'd go clubbing together, or hang out at my parents place, where most of our time is spent in my dad's garage, because my brother loved sound. From an early age, he'd spend hours building boxes, fitting speakers, sub-woofers and experimenting with different ways of improving the sound for cars and so forth. We'd all hang out around the garage while we watched him at work, and occasionally if help was needed, we wouldn't hesitate to pitch in.The story I want to share happened a few years ago. I. When Jeremy seemed to be back in command of himself, Howard chuckled and said, "If you think that was good, wait until you see what she can do with her cunt and asshole." Jeremy frowned at the use of the crude language, and Howard apologized, "Sorry, I forgot to warn you that, as part of the training, the slaves are taught to refer to their organs in the common street terms. That helps to reinforce their status in their minds, according to our psychologist."Jeremy nodded his acceptance of the.