Then he had his parents turn around and face him on their knees, as if they were worshiping a god. "Put your faces next to each other and open your fu...king mouths" ordered the boy. He stroked his dick a few times and began pumping stream after stream of warm sticky cum into their mouths and all over their faces.Sharon and Ted couldn't believe how much cum those big balls could hold. Billy seemed to squirt forever. Don't waste any of it. "After they swallowed it, he made them lick the cum. My tomboy daughter gasped as my lips pressed into her shaved pussy. Her tart juices spilled into my mouth. My tongue fluttered through her folds, teasing her, savoring the taste of her. That forbidden, incestuous flavor of my daughter's twat.“Daddy,” she squealed in a precious way. Every father needed to hear that sound. “I'm so sorry, kumquat,” I groaned into her pussy. My tongue darted through her folds again, stimulating her. I brushed her clit, hard and peeking out of its sheath.“I forgive. She soon had me on the verge of cumming.Telling her to be careful she simply sucked harder.I couldn't stop and shot a load down her throat. She moved back until just the head was in her mouth so she could catch the rest on her tongue. When I finished, she sat back to show me the load on her tongue then got up and let some of it slide out onto my chest. She rubbed it in with a very sensual movement of her hands. She swallowed what was left and then kissed me deep. I again tasted my cum on her. Having no emotions was a possible response, but probably a bad one. Bottling it all up inside would no doubt lead to the same end that Melanie had thought was the only way out. I wore my emotions on my sleeve for all to see, even if I didn’t always explain them. It was that outlet that had probably kept me from even thinking about wanting to die like Melanie. This was a revelation, and it helped explain my need for emotional support and close friends. Without them, I would be lost.For that.