“Oh, wow,” Alicia gasped as my niece kissed my son, their tongues dancing. “Oh, that’s so beautiful.”“Almost as beautiful as this,” I to...d my youngest daughter, spreading her legs apart, staring at her tight pussy, so red, her slit gaping open from Clint’s cock. Pinkish cum leaked out. He had popped her cherry, despoiled her. “This is a beautiful sight, too.”I ran my finger through my daughter’s wispy, brown pubic hair, sliding down to her pussy. I stroked it, her flesh so hot and juicy. She. ”Britney took a hard nipple of her mother in her mouthand sucked hard, licking and slightly biting in-mouth.She brought out the goose bumps in her aureoles withthis treatment, and did the exact same to her mother’sother breast. Then she moved further south.She licked down across her mother’s stomach, ticklingher belly button with her tongue, which brought out achuckle from her mother. She slid further down, draggingher tongue through her mother’s damp pubic bush.. You like that?" I was a bit surprised, but happy to see her expanding her musical tastes."Yeah," Jayda said to the window. "I like that song." She turned around. "I actually bought they album. They pretty raw. The girl got a b**stly voice."I laughed. Black people slang. Jayda was looking so unbelievably good. She wore a tight fitting slinky top and dark wash jeans. "Come here," I commanded, patting the bed next to me. She brought herself down all slow, and I just wanted to bury my head in her. Not on the dance floor, of course, but they would leave the dance, head to the parking lot, or behind the building, and he would show them. Most would be impressed. Very few, though some, asked to touch them. They would usually end up on their knees, tasting them. None of the girls he talked to were sluts, either. Matt would make certain of that.And, as our story opens, Matt had just taken a beautiful girl out of the dance and behind said building. She had a sky blue formfitting dress on,.