" Turn on your computer. I want to video chat with you." Ok, I'm getting online right now. Hang on a sec, kay?" Yeah, just hurry. I'm signing on now t...o."As my chat window opened up I see my girlfriend, her face floating on and off the screen wildly. Finally the picture settled on her face as she sat down. From the background I could tell she was sitting on our bed. This was the beginning of a familiar scene. I'd been working in another state for some time and between what we called "conjugal. Bill arched his back and sat up then looked down. Just as he realized he was sitting on the magic material, he felt it. The cock that was just pounding his mouth through his daughter was pushing into his ass, or her ass, or both. He jumped to get up and off the material. But it was too late, the magic cloth was clinging firmly. As he was getting to his feet, he felt pushed to the ground as the long hard cock buried itself in his asshole. Still, he reached down to grab the cloth and try to pull. "Bradford Johnson wasn't sure how this dialogue would play out but he cupped his niece's developing right breast, already a handful, and gave it a gentle squeeze. "Yes I am, little Deborah. I feel about you like your father feels about Penny."Deborah was shocked by her uncle's statement but at the same time it made her feel warm inside to have him want her. She pressed her warm, tear-wet face into the crook between his shoulder and neck.Brad put a hand on her cheek and turned her face to his.. “Harry had him all wrong,” she smirked.“I’ve heard he’s improved.”“He’s got a fucking club,” she cackled. “Not going to give that up.”“That’s not what I’m asking.”“What are you asking?”Moe appeared. “I need to get going,” she told him.“Can you wait a second?” he asked. She looked beautiful.“I actually need you. I need to pick up my drums.”“Okay.”“Moe,” said Rachel coldly.“Rachel,” Moe returned the sentiment.“So what are you asking?” Rachel asked again.“The coke and the booze.”“Is this your.