“Yes,” she blushed.“I don’t think a father has ever been charged or convicted of incest. I love my girls and they love me in ways most people ...ouldn’t understand.”“I’m a heavy sleeper and Cathy was seducing me in my sleep weeks before she admitted to it. She’s a younger version of her mother and I guess she reminds me of Laura so much, it quite often feels like she isn’t dead.”Just crossing the Moira River Carla took exit 544 driving north for a few minutes. Taking a left turn on a side road,. Sam just about squeaked at the feeling of Tims hot, wet mouth on her flesh. He kissed her nipple first, and then gently took it into his mouth. The feeling of him sucking and chewing on her left nipple made her tingle and throb, way down deep. A soft moan escaped, she arched her back and her hands went to his head, to hold him to her. Tim lay on top of her, suckling from her left breast, massaging her right. He had never felt this way with the girls in school. He left his inhibitions behind. That’s when she came over to me and started rubbing my cock through my pants. The guys muttered to each other as they watched her rub me and peeked back at them saying “I’ll be a good girl for you guys.”Before we knew it we all had our cocks out and were standing in a circle around my mother who was now on her knees and stroking two at a time and looking up at us. She slowly stroked me and another guy while she put her lips on one of the other cocks and started sucking. As she got more into it. I took a quick glance at the important markets and nothing seemed to be moving around too much at the moment. So I shut the computer down and went over to see how I could be a good neighbor.When I knocked on the door, Stacy opened the door and I was a little surprised when I saw she was wearing a stretchy red bodysuit and white shorts with an elastic waistband. "Hi, Alan come on in!" she said with a smile as she held the door for me."Am I too early?" I asked, looking her up and down.Stacy.