I mean he’s---”“’She’,” Fontane corrected. “He’s a she and she needs to be addressed that way.”“But still, ‘she’s’ related t... you and I thought you despised incest.”“Simon, Simon, Simon, we’ve talked about this. Remember? If it ain’t sex, it ain’t sin and bj’s ain’t sex. So no, I didn’t have sex with a relative. Happy now?”There just was no arguing with the man. He was either the most clever and opportunistic Dott had ever met, or the most delusional. While his upper head couldn’t decide. My hole was dying for something warm in this freezing night. He stood up and began caressing his cock. I sucked it to wet it and then we wrapped a new condom on it and he started rubbing his cock. He placed his dickhead on the entry of my asshole and kept his both hands on both my chests very tightly.Now he began to give the first push. He holds my right leg from my thigh and placed it on the car’s bonnet with my tummy. Now I was on my one leg and he gave the first pushes. I shouted very loudly. Bushes were cut back from the ditch-sides and branches cleared from the tracks. Again Grandpa's shadow was around the bends.I walked back and sat on the porch waiting for my eldest cousin Anders and his second wife to arrive. Anders had become a respected layer and had taken on the responsibility to sell the farm and handle the division of the inheritance. Quite a few of the other cousins would come the following day to the funeral. But Elisabeth would also come this evening. I was both. There soon was a steady stream of guys wanting a piece of Helen’s cunt. No sooner had one fuck left than another would be knocking on the door and coming in, stripping off their clothes as she still laid on the bed naked, her legs apart as the last guys cum was still dribbling out of her cunt or ass.She loved the sloppy feeling of cum being squelched around inside her pussy as they rammed their cocks deep into her young willing cunt and then adding more cum to her sloppy cunt.The slut Helen was.