I had even watched as my son and his cousin fuck the local slut one day last year. It was quite the show and I was so glad I had built that extra room...at the back for storage. But that another story for another time.Anyways my eyes were locked on Kelly’s full and firm tits, the nice tan and milky smooth skin was too much for me to take. I slipped the top of my shorts down and toke my had cock in my hand and begin to wack off. With my excitement mounting I knew I was going to cum soon. And then. She opened a few cupboards until she found glasses and poured herself a half glass of tea, then had a seat at the table. There was some mail on the table and she glanced at the name on one envelope and gasped. The envelope was addressed to Beth Anne Ripley. The name of the woman that her husband Derek had been fucking was Beth Ripley. The color drained from Katie's face as she suddenly felt like she had been punched in the gut. It had to be the same girl, there was too many coincidences. They. Hank kneaded his baby girl’s breasts. Anna kissed her pregnant sister, rubbing her own swollen belly. And their mother, and Hank’s baby sister Lily shared her daughter’s tits with Hank.Population control was a big worry of his too. He made sure his high school put birth control in the water, for boys and girls. But there were trips, mistakes, and random luck he had to consider. Plus, all the incest that was occurring right before high school that he let happen. He also made it allowed that. PLEASE!’ He ignored her pleadings and continued using the feather, stroking her neck and ears. Then noted his own erection had manifested itself, the pre-cum oozing forth in rivulets that almost covered the head of his cock. Amy was totally confused. She wanted him IN her! She needed him IN her! Yet she listed and rolled and swayed this way and that in an attempt to anticipate the movement of the cursed feather. When the feather circled her belly button, she screamed forlornly. ‘FUCK ME! PLEASE.