She was so eager for our incest. It made me so hard to witness. She wanted it so badly. I grinned at her, my dick aching and throbbing. I wanted to fu...k her so badly. I wanted to tear up her cunt. My dick twitched and throbbed as she stepped out of her jeans. She stood back up, still posing for Dad. She couldn't help herself. I gave her orders, and she had to obey them. She had to tease our father, get him excited for her whorish body.Lines of pussy juices ran down her thighs. She let out such. Since she had become involved with a guy I didn't much care for, I was feeling bitter about things and my comments I wrote in her annual were not very kind. It wasn't until years later when we talked about things that I learned what I wrote had hurt her feelings. I explained how it was more about me striking out because I was hurt rather than trying to hurt her. I apologized and we talked thing over until both of us felt a lot better.The whole problem with our relationship was Judie liked her. I'd lived there for years and had no idea that rivers of sperm were being spewed by grateful cocks on a daily basis, right within easy reach!I had two particular favourites. The best of the best was known (perhaps "renowned" is a better word?) far and wide as being a place that was 'worked' - that was parlance for a toilet where gay sex was available. It was particularly busy at lunch times and the office worker rush hour at around 5pm. As I explained in part 2, straight guys in need of quick. SSHIITTTT…..PETE….NEVER…FELT…..OHH…ANYTHING…….LIKE……THHHIISS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!Pete never stopped as Mom writhed and groaned beneath him. With steady, rhythmic strokes, he sawed his huge cock in and out of her salivating slit as she climaxed beneath him. At last the throes of her orgasm faded away.“Ohhhhh….uunnhhh…Pete….unnhh..honey…unnhhh..that….unnhh…..was…uunnhhh….wond……unnnhh…wond…unnnhh…er…uunnhh….ful!!!” she stammered out between the jarring thuds of his attack as he fucked her.“Unhuhh” he.