“Oh my Daddy,” she giggled, “you do want me then.”“You’re a witch,” he said, driving his cock deep into her.“Oh yes Daddy,” she crie..., “yes…..yes….yes…” she said with each thrust as he came down on her with all his force. Even in their wildest moments he had never fucked Ann like this, this was base a****l lust, it didn’t even matter that it was his daughter beneath him, all he registered was the heat of her cunt and his need to hammer his cock into it.Jenny wrapped her legs around him,. I'm astounded. What's happening? A reprieve. I can't believe it.Her lips are cool, her tongue insistent. An unfamiliar pleasure – a hundred times more powerful than when I stroke myself, a thousand times more than Dick's crude fingering – begins to fill my stomach. I begin to relax, surrendering to her touch, waiting for her to lips to find my slit. I should have known what would happen. sister Emily has not forgotten my crime. She has merely been distracted. Reluctantly, she rises from the. Jen then tightened her lips around her brother's cock while he filled her mouth with hot cum. When Johnny finished pumping his load of cum into his sister's mouth, Jen sat up. She swirled her tongue around in the load of cum in her mouth. She wanted to get a good taste of his cum and feel its texture. She then looked around as if looking for a place to spit."Can you swallow it, Jen?" Johnny asked his older sister.Jen swallowed twice then smiled at her brother."Have you ever given a blowjob. They always went to the Louvre and each week she allowed him to show her yet another room of artworks that he so loved to explain to her in minute detail. Then they would walk to the little hotel near the Town Hall and he would pay for a room with a double bed, a shower and a sink, and he would make love to her until well into the evening. When it was time to leave, they would shower together, dress and walk down to the street. He would kiss her, ask her to meet him again the following week,.