I slowly pushed my cock into her sweet pussy and began with slow rhythmic thrusts and steadily up the tempo. Her grunts of delight tell me she is enjo...ing herself . The sound of our fucking dominates the room .“Ohh you’re so wet Faye, I love your wet pussy.” I am now hammering away at her sex, my balls slapping against her pussy. My thumb traces her arsehole and I push it in, she seems to enjoy it, wriggling her bum to encourage me on.My pace slows and I pull out of her. “I really want to fuck. I stared at my mom's tits, like I usually did. She might not be a model, but she's got the pose down perfect, 'did I leave my panties on the couch again?', with a tilted smile.I know. I know. Real children don't sexualize their parents. I'm not going to pretend understand it either, but her tits stared back! I swear. No matter where I was in a room, they followed me. Who wouldn't be suspicious? Sex and my mother were like cars for geese. She didn't know what sex was, where it came from, or that. She completly surprises my by grabbing my cock and roughly stroking it "mmmmm nice" "you like" yes" "can i touch you" she doen't answer she just raleases my cock and grabs her panties an whips them of she grabs my hand and take's it to her pussy iv'e been here before with other girls and some women i stroke her clit she returns her hand cock her eye's shining with lust"mmmmmm feels good"her hips are moving to my hand this girl is hot i put my other hand up her topto feel her brests "push my. ” Maliah clarified, “I thought I’d get over it, I know it’s been two years; It’s not the sex, we’ve been with lots of other men. Anyway, I know it’s just me, but now you know why we can’t live here with you guys.”Luisa was quiet, but I knew she was boiling inside. Me, the baby, you, the girls, something had to give.“Ken,” she said to me, “What do you feel here? Do you love Maliah?”“Of course I do.” I said, “I love all of you. The thing is, we all make choices; Mira and Maliah chose to move on,.