“how did you find this hole?”“i just noticed it there after we moved in. I don’t think they know about it,” he added with a smile. “imagin... how they’d react if they knew.”“yeah, just imagine,” jamie said, returning to look into the hole. “i can’t believe we’re doing this,” she said, standing up and motioning that he could look into the hole again.James looked embarrassed as he stood with his hands in front of his cock, trying to hide his slowly relaxing cock. After a minute’s hesitation, he. “Sure you do, come over and suck on his cock for me.”Wendy looked at Dan. “We’re a very close family as you’re able to gather, and you can be part of it if you wish,” he responded. “Go ahead, its okay.”She came over and looked at Karen, then down at Brad’s cock. “I’m fucking my son and you can too if you want sometimes,” she offered.Wendy hesitated. “Isn’t that incest?”“Sure it is. Oh come on now, you can’t tell me that you haven’t thought the odd time of fucking your own son?”“I have actually. Beth was wearing her terry cloth robe and had a towel around her damp hair. Beth had my wedding picture in her hand.Elizabeth turned to me and said. "You look so young in this picture, Richard. How old were you here when you were married?" I was eighteen and Bea was sixteen when we eloped. There wasn't anything that he could do about it as Bea was of legal age. I did ask Bea's father's permission to marry Bea in a their church. At that time, the man hated me. Bea's father told me that I would. Kirsten plunged her tongue deeper and deeper before pulling it out. She then slid onto my lap pressing my penis between her large breasts. Squeezing them together, she slid up and down. My dick ached as the warm flesh of her tits surrounded my hard shaft. "Now let's really make you a woman," she whispered. Kirsten spun around into the sixty-nine position, placing her wet box millimeters from my face. I licked greedily at her clit. She took my dick in her mouth and shoved her finger.