Way too tight bright red tee, teeny boy shorts with the back leftopen, clear plastic stripper plats. Hands on hips and right foot stepsleft, and squa.... The spinning dildo rides up on its piston and enters myrectum. Little ups and downs as the dildo spins. And up! Bring leftfoot to right, walk across the room and do the same thing, mirror image,on the other side. Enough of that. On the kneeler, the dildo in mymouth, working down my throat. And up. The stripper pole and dance.The sweat. The older brat, Samir was the first one to speak " She's still a bit small, nowhere near her mothers curve" He shot, clearly meaning to take a shot at my self confidence. " I donno, I think I like her figure like this" the younger one, Safi commented. Welp, atleast someone appreciated me I suppose, though I wasnt sure if that should make me feel good or bad. " Well, since you like her, why not feel her up a bit" This got an excited reaction from the k** as he got up and immediately came up to. Only after I had finished sending the last shot of my incestuous seed into Maggie’s waiting womb, had I pulled out. As I stood back covering my nakedness, and Maggie was getting up, a trail of white ooze flowed from her pussy. That afternoon Maggie and I had to listen to our angry parents about incest and the responsibilities of sex. Then it was me that told them that Maggie was pregnant to me. Well, you never heard such a violent angry rave from my parents. They hit the roof several times and. " She was whimpering either from embarrassment or excitement. Did she even notice I addressed her so informally? As she fled I began serenading her with the Hall and Oates classic "Rich Girl" accompanied by my derisive laughter. I might listen to too much 80's music on Pandora. Humming and excited I danced to the kitchen where I cleared space and prepared the necessary utensils. Preparations were completed just as she joined me on shaky legs, her naked body flushed. I could smell her even over.