It was so incredible. I loved it. My pussy clenched as Mrs. Armstrong kept proving how much of a pain-slut she was. It was incredible. I once thought ...his woman was the most prudish cunt on the planet.She was a kinky whore.“Ooh, Daddy,” Stefani purred, standing up, “looks like Mommy disobeyed you again. She didn’t ask permission to cum, did she?”“No, she didn’t,” groaned her father. He stroked his cock again, staring at his wife with such lust in his eyes.“She’s just a whore,” moaned Melody,. She held my hips as she slowly slid back and forth on my cock between her moist lips. I could feel her pussy getting warm from the friction against my cock as she continued to slid back and forth. At times she would stop and lay her head on my shoulder whispering how wet she was getting. I already knew that , I could feel her juices being released onto my cock. When a rush of warm cum would spew out I could tell she had an orgasm. I knew David told me to go slow but in my mind I was ready. That was our thing. Our parents would take us to Blockbuster and let us pick out 3 movies a week instead of give us an allowance. We would spend every thursday, friday and saturday night watching movies, playing board games and hanging out. Cuddling was so natural to us that it wasn't until one of her friends from school stayed overnight that we found out, "You guys are acting weird. You really cuddle with your brother? Ew. My brother picks his ass, I'd never cuddle with my brother"...My. She dried her hair and pinned it up in a loose bun as she was directed, her beautiful face framed by sexy bangs. She then started to put on her make up exactly as she was told to. When finished, she was transformed. She had never done her make up like this before and she as surprised by what looked back at her in the mirror. Dark, heavy eye shadow, red cheeks and blood red lips gave her a seductive look that was at once startling to her but also extremely arousing. 'I am not a whore but I.