She was getting pretty irritated and kept reaching inside her panties to diddle herself. Damn, she wanted to fuck. It had been three days since her bo...friend nailed her and she was pretty itchy.When you’re only sixteen it can be hard to find a private place to do the dirty. There were usually too many folks at either of their homes to have fun there. Out in the woods was less comfortable, but it worked. They kept a blanket wrapped up in a plastic bag under a bush in what seemed like a pretty. He knew who was stroking his cock, and it thrilled him. Bill wrestled with his conscience over this incestuous act, wanting her to stop, yet unable to make her. Another part of him wanted so badly to take her in his arms, and show her the same pleasure she was giving him. As if reading his thoughts, Becky whispered, “Roll over, Dad.” Bill lifted his arm and rolled over toward her. Becky lay back down in the crook of his arm, pressing her firm teenage tits against his side, and resumed jerking. After I was satisfied that I had all the things I needed and had put everything away, I went into the kitchen in a tank top without a bra, and some shorts. As I walked in, he looked up to greet me and he just froze, staring at my body. For a second, I was concerned because I had never seen that look on his face, and then I realized, he was looking at me with desire. When I realized this, I immediately felt my pussy tingle and my nipples harden. After a second, he seemed to snap out of it,. While Ray did that, Jillian's ass was rimmed by Janet, her own mother, who might have been Sapphic, but not gay enough to protest when Charles Hillsley entered her pussy from behind. It turned out that her sexuality was a little "fluid" than Jillian had realized, in fact, the divorce being more due to the personal revulsion toward her brutish husband, Jillian's father Reed, who was now in prison for his assault on Janet's ex-girlfriend, Celia. Hell, even Janet had thought that she was a pure.