"So, I stood up and pointed my cock at her."Haven't you seen one of these before, Wendy?"She continued blushing."But it's wrong to see yours." Wendy, ...'ve learned over the years that nothing is wrong, unless it hurts someone." But, John, you're my father-in-law. That has to be wrong, of course." No, Wendy, it isn't wrong. It's how I met my wife. I was dating her sister. One evening I stopped by and she was out, but your mother-in-law was in and one thing led to another, and we fucked in her. After passing through the commons once again, we went down the small hallway that led to my office. “Both you sit down,” I shouted and they quickly planted their asses in the chairs in front my desk. “What are you names?” I demanded. “Madison,” replied the redhead “Samantha,” said the blonde. “What is your student level?”“Seniors, they both replied.“Then you both should be more than familiar with the school dresscode. Tank tops must have a shirt underneath. No cleavage or bra straps are allowed. I am going to keep your secrets and you are going to keep mine.Please forgive me if I do not know the etiquette of talking to youcorrectly.But I am too excited so I just have to blurt out that I just have to tellyou that tomorrow we are going to take an adventure together to buy me abra. It is going to be the utmost greatest day of my life and I am goingto share everything with you. First I have to tell you about everythingthat has happened already.It was about two years ago when I encountered. I started an up-and down thrust-like motion with my cock, which enabled my mum to lick the underside of my tumescent helmet everytime it passed in front of her lips. After about five minutes of this sumptuous titfuck, I was ready to unload my missile. I roared as the first jet of spunk erupted from my cum-cannon. It splashed on the underside of my mother's chin. Before she could move, a second, even more powerful, blast coated her upper torso with thick ribbons of pearly cream. Eventually, my.