The women sure didn't have any problems, though. For the secondstraight week one of the women won, and they all finished in the topten. We men were ...etting muscled right out of own tournaments, and theworst part was we didn't have any place to go. The women's tours wereall limited to those who had been born female, while the men's tourswere unrestricted. Anyone with a pulse could play. In effect we werebeing forced out of the game.____________________The following week I did a little. I loved it and was grabbing his taught hairy arse and pulling him into me deeper. My cunt was on fire and I loved it. I scratched him and was screaming at him to fuck me harder and that it felt so good. It was at that moment that I noticed the bedroom door move slightly and saw a crack of light about an inch wide from the landing. I could see a person there looking at us. Sarv was oblivious as he was looking down at me and was pounding me for all he was worth. I couldn’t be sure but reckon it. My cum intertwined with my father's as her body absorbed jet after jet of my thick, i****tuous seed. Her cunt was as soggy as a marsh when I pulled out with a wet suctioning noise. Her pussy and inner thighs were saturated with slimy jism. She turn her head to the side as the guilt my dad experienced over came me. I couldn't say a word, so I got up and offered to help mom off the floor. She wouldn't even look my way as I backed out into the narrow hall. One last gaze showed my mother. “i’ll get this one,” I said raising my head. “Mmm” I mumbled licking a tear from the corner of his left eye. “Kiss me Daddy” he begged. It wasn’t just a peck on the lips when I kissed him and it sure didn’t feel like any regular dad-son kiss. My kiss was a true lover’s kiss and Mehul’s was the same returning my passionate kiss.A tear ran down the left side of my face when I stared into his eyes. He beamed ear to ear. “You’re crying now,” he murmured. “No I’m not,” I said chuckling gazing into.