Barocca was panting heavily as she fought to keep her cock under control. "Get up and get ready, Jeanne. I know you wanted to taste my cum, and I hav...n't forgotten about it. Get on your knees, and get your mouth on my cock, quick!" "Ooh," Jeanne cried out. "Ooh." Cum was dribbling down into her armpits, soaking her face, her belly, and dribbled between her legs and over her cunt. Jeanne had her mouth on Barocca's cockhead in an instant. To Barocca's surprise, Jeanne managed to engulf. Scott couldn’t help looking at his daughter clad in a loosely fitting robe. Partially open, he could see high up her slender legs and the inner halves of her young, firm tits.“I’ve been fucking your Aunt Carol and Aunt Susan since we were teenagers. I’m still fucking them even though they’re married,” he finally revealed.“Oh is that all? I’ve known about you fucking your sisters for years, Dad.”“I didn’t know that you knew.”“Whenever your sisters would come to visit us, they were always found. All across Kent and Sussex people were now calling in sick or being rushed to hospitals and it was now dawning on the authorities that something was terribly wrong; though no-one as yet suspected the horrifying truth.It was a further hour before a scientific team had isolated the cause and the news was relayed on every channel of radio, TV and internet.Police rushed to Bewl and Burham, but too late, the terrorists had gone; only graffiti remained.Police cars toured the streets using loud. Gradually it gets faster, the movements become more intense as mom rises, nearly letting me out, and then comes back down and I slide deep into her again. She is riding me, with her big tits bouncing up and down and her long hair whipping against my chest and face. She is shuddering, her back arching as she bites her lip and breathes deep making little sounds as my hard cock penetrates her all the way. She takes my hands and whispers: “Let me hold you close, baby.” I let mom pull me up into a.