Not that mother and daughter should be touching each other like this but the fact I was literally stood there watching, like a limp dick. Not that I s...ould really complain, how many of those porno films with mother and daughter actually were mother and daughter? Right here in front of me was real incestuous sex!It wasn’t long before both ladies were writhing on the bed, kisses spread all over their bodies and hands and fingers finding every nook and cranny. Tongues soon followed fingers and. "You're too much man! I'm so full! Now fuck me, Hank, fuck me! Rip me apart! Tear my pussy up!" Lana cried in a lust-filled voice. She wiggled and squirmed under his impaling prick.Using slow, even strokes, Hank started moving his swollen prick in the tightness of her pussy. His aroused body craved to feel himself plunging in the tight opening in a frenzy of motion, but he held back, wanting to prolong the delicious feeling as long as possible."So beautiful! Feels so, so good baby!" he. Madeleine's long, dark-brown hair cascaded over the shoulders of the jacket. "My God," Sam thought. "This woman is gorgeous!" My God," Sam said, holding out both hands to grasp hers lightly. "You are gorgeous! Are you sure you want to be seen in public with a dumpy, middle-aged Sheriff's Deputy?" Well..." Madeleine replied in mock hesitancy, "I guess it will be all right... Nobody knows me here."Lindsay's was uncrowded and the maitre d' escorted them to a pleasingly secluded second-floor table. She had an analytical brain, and it got to the heart of the problem quickly. The truth was, given some experience, she would be better at this job than I am. I knew I was going to hire her before we left Frankfort, but I didn’t say anything to her. We stopped for supper at a restaurant in Louisville, before finding our motel in Evansville. The topic of conversation was all about what she had seen in the Frankfort plant. They had form-fill-and-seal film packaging equipment, as well as folding.