I stroked my 3-month-old daughter's fine brown hair and soaked in the tiny miracle that she was. I had given birth to her at home, as was my family's ...ay, but hadn't reported her existence to the authorities. I called her Eve, as she came from a beautiful starry night and was my third female c***d. Soon, her parents would come for her and I knew I must treasure the time we had left.Another cry was heard. It came from outside. I left the sleeping infant and went swiftly to the kitchen window.. I pulled his pants down with his boxers and he stepped out of them. His cock was hard and sprang to attention. Mr. Johnson sat down and I knelt in front of him. I played with his cock from the base to his head and held his smooth balls. I wrapped my mouth around his cock and took him into my throat. Mr. Shadows undressed and then knelt behind me and played with my breasts. He was squeezing my nipples and pulled my thong down and licked at my asshole. His tongue was probing at my dark rose.. As I entered her pussy, it felt not too loose as I had expected. Her vaginal muscles seemed to grab my dick as I pushed in. She was hotter than I ever remembered and much wetter…I pumped her warm cunt for a long while, until I finally, with a final thrust, I emptied myself in my wife as she never stopped sucking Omar until I pulled out. Then she deep throated me to clean my dick.I heard her moan. And then I saw that Omar had entered her sweet cunt again, as she was sucking my cock.The black guy. I was straining muscles I didn'teven know I had. And that had been before she had gotten all these... upgrades. Never didthese ridiculous tits and this stupid fat butt feel more humungous thanwhen I was trying to be graceful. No matter where I stopped, my bodykept moving, and endless machine of bobbing, bouncing and swaying. Mostroutines would have been fine, bearable. But somehow all of ours seemedspecifically designed to send me jiggling around as much as possible.Even with my poor sensitive.