“So, what do you want?” I looked at him again. Damien placed his hand on my thigh. “I have a question for you.” He said “What is it?” “D... you think that cousins should screw each other?” He asked as he started to rub his hand up and down my leg. I answered quickly. “I don’t know.” “It’s a yes or no question, Syrina,” His hand reached my private part. “Um, I guess.” I replied. My body started to tingle at his touch and I felt myself losing control. I didn’t trust myself around him. I knew that. .. and everybody packed up ... we were still sorting and stacking and cleaning and discussing ... I said, "Want to do Germany?"Wendy threw her arms around my neck, kissed me and said, "Oh God, yes." Here now ... I didn't propose. I just wanted to know if you wanted to race Germany." YEEEESSS!" She shouted.I was immediately surrounded by well-wishers, offered cigars and suggestions for "June ... June is traditional," and generally felt I'd said something I didn't.And there wasn't anything I. "Fuck your mother, Walter!" The intensity of her incestuous desire becoming more apparent, Patty cocked her legs as high as she could and locked her calves together across his back. Then she started wiggling and humping like a bitch in heat, franticallyfucking her tight, wet pussy onto her own adopted son's cock. "I said fuck me, Walter! Mommy's awfully horny now! Fuck me, fuck me good!" Walter pulled out, withdrawing until only the crown of his bloated, dripping hard-on. I did not want to see the pain of losing me in your eyes every day. I had asked for all of you to be informed of my death immediately so that you could see me for the last time and forgive me for turning you away.I always wanted to make myself believe that I was a senile bitter man but I knew in my heart I was a broken man who was waiting for his death ever since the day he lost his children. Trust me when I tell you that I would have accepted all of you, even Darin, had you come to me before I.