“You’d better pick that up Jenifer,” said Cal. “It might be your mother.” With that my heart sank, I could have cried. Instead choosing to ...mile politely in an attempt to salvage some level of respect and dignity from my feeble attempt to lure him into my web. I was now running before scouring the bottom of the leather, tampons spilling from the upper clutches of my bag. “Hi Mom,” I said, endeavoring to sound excited. With the call over I returned to the bedside table taking the dining tray. " I opened the door, and there she was, sitting with her shorts and panties around her ankles, legs spread wide, slid back as far as she could get on the seat, leaving me room to piss between her legs. At that point I couldn't hold it, and excitement and need overwhelmed modesty, so I unzipped my jeans and pulled my cock out of my boxers, aiming between her thighs and trying not to stare at her lovely auburn bush.she was still peeing gently as I unleashed my own stream. The feeling was. My pregnant pussy clenched. I had found out that Daddy had bred me. The third generation of incestuous love.They were telling me about this amazing dinner they had when Mommy was my age. Fourteen and just awakening to her sexuality. She was dressed up in an elegant, black dress and wearing grandmother’s earrings and perfume. I never knew my grandmother. She passed away a few years before Mommy and Daddy fell in love.“I was so scared,” Mommy said. “It sounded like Daddy meant he loved loved me.. Alice watched and talked too but her questions now were more general. She had asked for clarification earlier and I had not talked to her for two blocks. When we got to where I could safely leave if I was not going to take her to her front door she said, "Jeff, come with me. Jo — Mom isn't home and I want to make sure there is nobody in my house." They won't be after you yet, Alice. The more you stay away from me the safer it will be." You have me worried. What if they are in my house now? You.