Then she raised her face. There was a challenge in her eyes as she looked straight at me, but her pussy was dripping. "I keep it for my brother." I fe...t her pussy tighten as she said it. If she'd been wearing knickers, they would have been soaked. At first I thought that I had not heard her correctly, even though a part of me knew that I had. I felt my stomach clench. Effie is fucking her brother. And he fucks her in her bum. She keeps her bum for him! I didn't know what to think; I didn't even. I opened my mouth, leaned forward and allowed my tongue to lick all over my dad's growing manhood. I had now given both my holes up to pleasure my family's big cocks and it was turning me on like nothing I'd ever done before. It didn't take long before I had as much of my dad's dick as I could swallow in my mouth and as much of my cousin's as I could fit buried in my ass.I loved the way I could feel my dad become more aroused in my mouth, his dick felt warm and alive and becoming harder by the. With my hand still sliding gently back and forth across her panties, I began to suckle on her boob, drawing the nipple into my mouth with my heart racing and my whole body beginning to shake with nervous energy. I thought I might start hyperventilating if I couldn’t calm myself down but there was no way I could stop now. I moved my hand to the top of Amanda’s panties and was about to slip inside them when she lifted her bottom from the seat, as if hinting at me to just pull them down. I obeyed. I put a wad of cash in the sink and covered it with Dawn dish washing soap and half a cup of bleach. Then when it dried, I put it in a new envelops that was never handled by me without gloves. I did some thing not to many people in the liquor business ever though of doing. I dropped the envelop in the collection box of the Salvation Army. Another time, I bought several cases of corn beef hash and put them in a collection box for a food pantry for Warren County's homeless. Even so I still made.