I tried to focus on my boring work, but I sank back into my lust-filled daze, thinking of Tiffany's slim, tight ass and how great it would be to fuck....~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~“How was work, dear?” my wife asked when I walked into the kitchen through the garage door. She was at the stove cooking stir fry.“Long,” I told her. “And your pics didn't help.”“I know, I'm so wicked,” my wife giggled.“What pics?” I jumped. I hadn't noticed our daughter at the kitchen table working on her school work.. The pinch of pain brought me to my senses and I focused more clearly on the act of mating rather than the feelings that it engendered. I held still so that he could finish and when he was done, he thanked me and kissed my cheek. "Selene, we should take you to the Breeding House," my mother softly suggested. She was cautious, knowing full well that female werewolves do not like being interrupted while they are being bred. "I need it now," I protested, feeling the anger begin. "I know it's hard. She was my dream girl. I used to masturbate thinking about her. Oh by the way my cock is 7inch longer and 3 inch wider and its very hairy dirty and stinky and very black. And it is still uncut.I use to think about how to fuck my sister. I used to lick and sniff her panties while masturbating. And I used to clean my cum in her panty. One day mom was not at home as she went in a funeral of some relative and she would come after three days. I thought this my golden chance to fuck her and we used. One day again she walked around in a to small bra and her knickers and the view got me damn hard. From the (open) kitchen she called me. To dry off the thee cups etc. She looked down and of course noticed a had a hard on, and smiled. You have to stop the, she told me with that smile, at scholl you often have an erection and now here also, maybe you should start masturbating at home. Kinda surprized end with a damn red head i told here i allready do, often.Maybe you don’t do it very well, she.