” I said as my cock began to rise off my stomach. “I’m so sorry Jenni. So very sorry...I can’t help...” She looked at me curiously. What?... And then she noticed. Brushing against her elbow now. My cock. Growing. She gasped. “Oh...looky here,” she said, grabbing it. “Please Jenni...” “Poor Johnny, all tied up and excited.” “I’m so sorry, so sorry,” I tried explaining. “I find you very....” She looked up from my cock into my eyes. “Very what, John?” “Sexy, beautiful, young,” I explained. "I reached across and took her hand. It was warm and moist to the touch."Brad, you know what you do with your sweet words. You know." Certainly I know. Are you getting moist Cindy? I know you do, often, when I stop by." You're making me warm. I think I'm flushing now." You are, and your legs are spreading apart. Why is that little sister? Are you blooming? Is it because something's getting hot down under that dress?" Damn you big brother. You know what that does. Oh Brad."Her legs were wide. “Come on, Mom, just ram into her. Fuck her ass.”“FUCK HER ASS!” cheered the crowed. “FUCK HER ASS!”“Yes,” Monique moaned before her and Phillipa kissed with lots of tongue, swapping my futa-cum back and forth.I shuddered and slipped off my seat. My daughter grasped my cock, stroking it. A big smile covered her lips, her blue eyes flashing with mischief. She brought me to the talk show host's puckered asshole, my precum coating the wrinkled sphincter.“FUCK HER ASS! FUCK HER ASS!”“You are the. Thinking about her mother, Lauryn opened her eyes in pure fear. Whistling floated from the hallway with a pair of footsteps that could have only belonged to her father. Her heart beat rose as the panic became clear in her eyes. Thoughts of her father seeing her in a state of vulnerability making him rape her again raced through her mind. And even though her father walked on without opening her door, Lauryn still thought of her father raping her again. She broke her motionless state as she.