Mera dimag kam ni krne laga lkin main wahi khara hoke ye sb dekh raha tha..Momm aahhh uuhhh manojjj aahhh kr rhi thi aur madan unke boobs me lund dalk...r ragad raha tha ab manoj uske boobs chatne laga aur madan ne mom ko balu chal sali doggy ban ja mommy dogi ban gyi aur wo mummy ko chodne laga muummyy aahhhh kigtna bara h itna bara maine aaj tk ni liya bs karo ..Madan bola aaj ni tujhe dekh kar maine bahut muth mara h lkin aj ye mauka ni chor sakta kuch der ke bad mom comfortable lrne lagi aur. "Her voice trailed off. Had her pussy been fucked? She could remember getting embarrassingly wet but had she felt her daddy's cock sliding in and out of her pussy? She shook her head in confusion. The last several days were a blur of shouts and pain and abuse. Her memories were chaotic and confused. Lack of sleep, or food or enough water had left her groggy and unable to put her thoughts together in a coherent whole. She just didn't know.James looked down at his daughter and felt his heart. "You have just discovered that working together we can accomplish muchmore than we could alone. That's something a girl discovers early on.Just now when you told me that you had been a man, it wasn't like I hadsuspected, but rather that the final missing jigsaw puzzle piece hadfallen into place. It's a part of you, but certainly not all of you. Ifanything it makes me love you even more." She brought my hand up to herlips and kissed it. I melted."But that's not all," I continued. "You see,. She, like Béla a hundred years earlier, let herself be 'shot full of holes' by her sister – for real this time and not just dreamwalking. She loved it. Of course, she knew she would. And there were still several guns and lots of ammunition to use up before they got to earth.'And if we do run out of ammo, ' Béla chirped in, 'we still have a couple boxes of 'poppers'.' 'Poppers' were what Béla had begun calling those delightful little dynamite caps her sister used to blow up her tits.Now, Béla.