(Don’t call me up, please ... don’t call me up?)“His name is Michael Love. Yes, that is his real name. He was out of school and played the keybo...rd in his bedroom to relax. He and his family live next door to us, and now he has become a much better keyboard player and is also the fiancé of my oldest daughter. Fast forward almost sixty days exactly, and now there is a rather large mass of us, called the Love Family Singers. It includes Michael and his three brothers, my four daughters, his. Billy that's a nice one, but I don't want to be your first. Your not my first, I have had a few already. She looked at me and turned around. I walked be hind her and pulled up her sun dress and stuck my hand down her undies. I rubbed the curly hair and grabbed her breast. She fell back against me and let me feel her up. She opened her legs and I knew I had her. She turned around and pointed at me, "if you tell anyone or else" and she kissed me. I kissed her back and grabbed her ass. She put. The interior light was still on in the car and Bill adjusted the mirror so he could watch.“Can you see Bill?” I asked, “ can you see your half sister being shafted by her nephew? I want both your knobs up me, Father and Son up my filthy holes together “ I gasped as I came for the first time.“Don’t worry, by the time we’ve finished with you tonight you’ll know the meaning of being a dirty married cunt” Bill replied.David kept on fucking me as Bill drove, the car stunk of sex, my fanny was. The "28" was still there forWendy, but now sitting next to it was a "5" for the Molly. The cakestill had the little lady basketball figurine, but now four otherssurrounded her and when Molly saw them she squealed with delight andquickly named them. "Look Mommy, look! Disney Princesses! LittleMermaid, Jasmine, Belle and Cinnerella!"The little girl then frowned at the cursive writing on the cake and knewshe was going to need help. "Mommy what does our cake say?"The young mother smiled lovingly.